Breath

by grace   Jan 19, 2010


Blind minds seek
Life with color
Instinctively they see
Nothing is duller
Don't be fooled.

Internal desires
Need satisfying
Then turn to the weak
Every time it fails
Rarely survivors
No, victims
Aim to see
Lives of the blind.

Impulses guide
My everyday
Pursue the dream
Unusually seeing
Life in full bloom
Soothe the souls
Eternal bliss.

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