My Family And Friends Will Die

With our mouths closed we never touch the surface,

We never reach the edge,

We all think of everybody,

Yet never think to speak,

Open minds close doors,

Closed by closed minds,

Open minds close doors,

Always closed behind.

With our lips closed we never touch the surface,

We never share our thoughts,

We're too scared of what it means,

And too tired and too sore.

Open minds close doors,

Closed by closed minds,

Open minds close doors,

Always closed behind,

Open minds close doors,

Closed by closed thoughts,

Always closed behind,

Never sure why they open.

The End

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