Neighbors

Unnoticed hidden motives, but shifting eyes in question…

An aura of uncomfort, a sign of ill intentions…

A mind pre-occupied with thoughts that never leave…

Scenes seen repeatedly breeds guilt that lives and breathes…

A fear of full exposure so paranoia never rests…

The search of any closure, to free the soul of death…

A sickness from within, there lacks a remedy…

The joy when kingdom comes from judgement sets you free…

Blessed or be forsaken, the end is far to come…

So those that we’re among, perhaps any could be one..

 

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