Dirty windows protect a million secrets
Each minute whispers a new one into your hollow ears
a million and one
You're hidden from a world
That won't invite you in
The blemished glass conceals you
From a world of terror and also grace
That can't seem to decide
Between good and evil
They consider you neutral
But you know that neutral
is dangerous
It shows weakness that allows
left and right
black and white
To devour you all at once
So that you're forced
To spend your days
living behind
The dirtiest of windows
by sian grace carter(me)
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