Blind
By leahcullen
Blind No thoughts in my head, The words have all left. The secret whisper of voice, I once held so dear. The visual perception, I once saw them as, Has now left my eyes, Leaving my blind. Voices from beyond, Now calling my name. They want me to leave, And join them, There day. 17-04-2002 Written April 18th, 2002 © on Apr 17 2002 07:30 PM PST 0 • 10
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"Blind..."