Blindness
Tears that outlast,
prayers and questions,
dieing from answers,
that stutter remorse.
And insanity remembers,
the visions thats seen,
in life througout
of a endless dream.
The pitter patter,
of a hearts conversation,
speaks in riddles that hide,
in the darkness of contiplation
to become my breath,
my essence of being,
enveloping all,
till theres nothing im seeing.
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