Of Being Obtuse
If broken of heart
But mended of mind
Where do I start
If the blind lead the blind
While healing my soul
From all the abuse
Not is my goal
Of being obtuse
Broken of spirit
Healing of soul
We can all feel it
Taking it's toll
Take me alone
Or leave me away
If you are prone
To going astray
If it's happy we are
Then sad we are not
You stay right on par
Not missing your shot
Heart is not broken
Mind is on mend
Of all I have spoken
Can there be no end
Copyright © John Bernard | Year Posted 2013
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