Blind

by Shaw   Nov 28, 2005


Blind to the world; Am i here
Only a shadow of widow sees
A lonely crossing; Taking life
As the blood shines a knife

Smothered in chaos; Pretending deaf
Mute the sounds of disgrace; loud
No one sees; Shadows begin to fade
Living in the dark of shame is made

A face of many tear stained
Countless scars destruct the depression
A hideous freak; freak lives in such a world
Stare into the eyes of disgust; Of reflection

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