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Told you it'd be nothing but poetry.
This one is called "Blind"



I can’t see
I can’t move
It has entangled me within its grasp
And I don’t think I can hold much longer

Ah! It crushes me, crushes me!
And my struggle is futile
I can feel my life as it slips away
Through Its fingers

But wait!
I see the world as it has never been before
Where I can see the music
And hear the colors
Is this what it is like being blind?

It is beautiful, beautiful
I’ve seen the invisible
And heard the unthinkable
With eyes unopened
And heart exposed

And now
I take my final sigh
As It takes me away

To a place that you can only see
If you are
Blind