I sent you a letter containing 'my beliefs'
That I didn't write
Didn't edit
Didn't care about.
You believed me
Trusted my experience
Obeyed my every suggestion
And where are you now?
In the Hell
I designed to look like Heaven
Reading my letters
Respecting my position
As I sit
In the window,
Watching from behind glass
Other's lives fall apart.
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