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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The body is a prison which hold the mind bound Escape is ones eye unseen through sight and unheard sound Everything you see is not all there is what the unseen eye saw So much there is to miss If you only use eye or ear You are missing half you hear Only thing to you back is fear A mind falls from the stars Woven together sewn with the scars Both becomes a part of a soul Yet forever he will never be whole Feels maybe he has no, one Eever to feel he'll never be done Most are a single soul Which make one whole When two live together in one there will never be no one. It's not easy or fun See beyond what is seen when saw Always mis understood by any understood law A big flaw They mis interpret when he says no one The boy is forever undone Seeing others as they are what they felt left him a scar Sometimes far beyond his sight he saw That all heart were made of straw People that spoke with a twisted word Were often loudly heard Torn and uncertain he placed a glass curtain Between himself and all Sometimes it was hard not to fall The one that was two. he had no one Sights unseen by an open eye he saw all the Sights he wished unseen Their hearts made his feel unclean painfully lacking in social understanding to be one of the others they interweave as if they were one and the same It was the falling star that was to to blame But like these words I write the web with words Im weaving. I only want to be what others be I still have no one but two in one having no one This is no fun
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