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Blind
I want to come completely and
real.
The things we can't see, in time
shell feel.
Emotions are frequent,
But not always true.
I've been searching for love, and
everyone else too.
Lust is a weapon, that brings in
games.
True love is blind, an heals all
pain.
The things we can't see!
Is what moves and elevates.
Internal is the love, that the heart
makes.
I sit an watched and felt me soul
shake.
But try to keep it low,
no need for you to know.
The things that we can't see, are the
things that set us
free...
real.
The things we can't see, in time
shell feel.
Emotions are frequent,
But not always true.
I've been searching for love, and
everyone else too.
Lust is a weapon, that brings in
games.
True love is blind, an heals all
pain.
The things we can't see!
Is what moves and elevates.
Internal is the love, that the heart
makes.
I sit an watched and felt me soul
shake.
But try to keep it low,
no need for you to know.
The things that we can't see, are the
things that set us
free...
Published 24th Nov 2010
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24th Nov 2010 11:00pm
25th Nov 2010 1:06am
25th Nov 2010 2:49am
I'm envious of your talent, you have a way of making all your worlds flow in such away in sounds like music.
25th Nov 2010 2:57am
Omg! Thats so very sweet, thats the way it comes from me.
All my work have a different feel, sound, and mood if I was to
resight them.
