Imprisoned in our self-made walls,
We want, yet fear, our breaking free.
And so we mend each spreading crack
To keep known negativity.
When wishing turns to painful pearls,
We make our choice and don’t look back!
The prison crumbles, disappears!
For our own thoughts release the trap!
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Written (incorrectly, but the words are there) for the opposing forces prompt at:
Mystical Strings 