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Blind
I see the look in their eyes as I pass by
no matter how many tears are cried
the hurt for those lost never dies
and as I sit down and I sigh, I try,
to think of all the smiles of past times
then I start thinking of the past rhymes
all the words I've written, I've stashed lines
of my deepest emotions, mostly in my mind
but a few escape, and I feel like it's a crime
to lock them away, leaving everyone behind
so I put them on paper, and that's when I find
that I finally see the light
when for so long I thought I was blind.
