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for a blinded eye stepping into your gap when you least expect it you have to respect it even if you lie turn a blinded eye pretend it's not there buried in your fear but you fall asleep and it cuts you deep wakes you in a sweat ain't seen nothing yet digging through your mind too real to be kind burning through your pain at your inner brain where your secrets hide in your dark denied hunting down your fate at an hour late painted in your sky are your wings to fly high above your self off books on your shelf reason comes to rhyyme in no place or time and you feel it hard so you look for god create what you find in your secret mind and if enough people tell you what is right you may believe that you have really found the light a million candles burning doesn't change the dark if all you do is follow someone else's spark you have missed you mark dopplepeeplepole crossing into your hole where you take for granted mantras you have chanted for a million years to subdue your fears and explain your tears suddenly appears you have swallowed lies with your blinded eyes and you may be damned to misunderstand or to play a clown if you can't get the truth down get the truth down get down when you choke on the joke of the sound of the merry go round did you hear the one about the guy who thought truth was a lie? this is for a blinded eye sending you a high I don't want to play the same old game so I'll leave it for you to decide rap yourself up in whatever you choose your ride and if you find you open wide I'll come inside and if you find you build a wall I'll be waiting on the other side on the other side previous - - - - - - - - next - - - - - - - - comment? - - - - - - - -
I love you all for coming... for reading all these words for every click feels like more love (I know that sounds absurd) if I could only tell you... one thing more tonight I'd say I wish you could come home with me and be my friends for life |