Closing Doors
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Freedom
Just a game for your dusted conscience
Thrown away into the gutters
The evil that stalks you
Imagination
Butts my head like a dictionary
Or a fist
No individualism
Where are you?
Stained paper, the parting words
Evil pride
You can't saturate the blood and turn it off
Don't be sustained
But denied
Thrown away into the gutters
Thrown away
The evil that stalks you