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Weep what you sow
Innocents is also guilt.
Betrayed by one's knowledge.
We weep for acceptance in order to be judged.
Forced to follow what's been sowed.
Scars covered up with labels that run off the lips.
Awoken by one's greif that led off the cliff.
Consuming one another with our razor-sharp whitts.
Gripping no longer because we've fallen so far.
Sinking deeper than the ocean all is coming clear.
Stride to be the best you will come in last.
Make the next move before you open a new door.
© feirce_poet94