Blink

My tears becoming a symbol of my soul

Thoughts often tumbling out of control

Although my efforts are abundant, I fail

Blood searching my body, skin becoming pale

Blink once more, be sure the image is real

Could it be possible that they care how I feel?

Or do their eyes seek me as an amusing sight?

Leaving me with only memories to fight

For the intended recipient of my all has gone

Dreaming with tears to make light for the dawn

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