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Somewhere Behind Beaten Windows

The hand crosses a face,
Moves the blood through the cells
Letting go of ghosts
Freedom from all attacks

It was said we would dance,
Never guessed it would be like this
While your handouts are free
You are one who will never be

A moment past a second,
A second past this moment
This time I won’t forget to make memories
This second time around

Given the expenses of breathing your air
It’s becoming too rich to handle us
Somewhere behind beaten windows
Screams just let me out

They move unsafely against the other
Thin metal sheets keep crossing these lines
While the needle keeps spinning these lies
Lines keep disappearing around his straw

Summon your devils
Beats the hell out of me
Letting go of my soul
Just to be free with you

Shane Clouthier

By Shane Clouthier

The "C" in CKP Media, Shane loves to sell Yu-Gi-Oh! cards on the side when he is not busy showing people new mattresses to help improve their life. Also, an avid poet Shane has self published his poetry in book format. A man of many mediocre talents, we still aren't sure what he is actually great at.

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