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Blurry Vision

All you wanted was a maid.
But really, all you wanted was to get laid.
This is not why women are made.

We have hearts, souls,we can feel pain.
You gave me a sweater made of love.
 It kept me warm,untill it did not.

Now it's itchy and it burns. On the skin,
 it really hurts. Now it's made of words.
The promises you didn't keep , and all the turns.

 it turns into a rash, all if a sudden, in a flash.
Now I can't feel emotions. To heal it,I drank potions.
They are made of crystal sky and light.

Now they don't work,that gives me a fright.
I am starting to walk towards the light.
 I hope I don't see you in my dreams tonight.

 All day,those memories are by my side.
 I can't take them off my sight. They made it blurry,
all I saw was light. They always run across my mind.

Night,morning and day. I struggle to keep them away.
I hope they disappear one day. I can't enjoy the light of day.
So, please, take me out of the dark.

 I couldn't even nap,without thinking of that part of my life.
 I am holding a sharp knife.
I hope I see the angels tonight.
Liziantus-Marantus
Written by Liziantus-Marantus (Ivelina Boneva)
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