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My Favourite Eyes Can't to See Me
What does one do when they cannot read
That which bears their heart
The Poetry that was frought with need
At the epoch's start.
What does one do when pain in one's soul
Is brought on by what was a soothing balm
An ear for a lonely God,
Turned to a mouth with painful alms.
When the soul that matches me so close
Said they were unsure if they could see it through,
When I cant speak to the one I love most,
What am I to do?
That which bears their heart
The Poetry that was frought with need
At the epoch's start.
What does one do when pain in one's soul
Is brought on by what was a soothing balm
An ear for a lonely God,
Turned to a mouth with painful alms.
When the soul that matches me so close
Said they were unsure if they could see it through,
When I cant speak to the one I love most,
What am I to do?
Published 10th Aug 2017
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10th Aug 2017 8:39pm
10th Aug 2017 10:42pm
I pray this is just a poetic expression and not Truth, Alexander.
Believe. That's what you're to do; Believe.
Believe. That's what you're to do; Believe.
10th Aug 2017 11:01pm
Truth at its truest unfortunately... but its not over yet. I have a few months before i know for certain.
11th Aug 2017 00:00am
In every fairytale there is a scary part; a dark forest of Truth that exposes the crossroad of our character. The choice is always ours to stand firm or fold. Sometimes we're left standing alone, but we didn't fold. . .and that's the important part. You're in my prayers.
