Through reminiscent eyes
They would soon realise
The signs they would have seen
If they weren't so fucking blind.
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Walk Between the Lines
PoetryAn expression of my thoughts and emotions through ambiguous writing. Poetic, isn't it?
Too Little, Too Late.
Through reminiscent eyes
They would soon realise
The signs they would have seen
If they weren't so fucking blind.
