Our Prisons

YES AAND YES FOR THE IMPACT AND CONSTRUCTION OF THIS POEM! GREAT JOB, DEVEREAUX

Musings Of An Autistic Mind

Freezing rain

Bleeding rain

Can’t put out the

Boiling pain

Bleeding pain

Can’t wash away the

Bitter tears

Bleeding tears

Can’t fill the

Empty lakes

Empty praise

Watches the breath fade away

Watching these lives fall away

Can’t fill the crater

Fancy cars and pretty girls can’t fill the crater

Left by the sins of the father

Right by the sins of the mother

Are the angels coming to purify

Are the demons coming to purify

Yes

And no

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