They say there is window which opens up the soul Which people come and look through, seeing whats inside The thoughts, the fears, the love, the hate and all that entails But I will stop and tell you that is not the case The shutters down, the glass is barred, the panes are blurred That’s the way I want it and that’s how it will stay To know and trust yourself is something bad enough but to let another in and try is just a foolish lie
Reason for writing:
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Birth sign: Gemini
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