but though loves eyes are blind,
it's heart is not.
the clarity with which it sees
is something that can't be taught.
it'll follow itself
and ignore the path one would blindly take.
it may run and run
without worrying about what's at stake.
it ignores flaws,
but never unwillingly.
it learns to love them
and forgets what it wanted to see.
so maybe love has damaged eyes,
but blind love is a love that never dies.
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Poetrya collection of poems from the heart. these poems were written in times of either strong emotion or immense boredom. a creative outlet full of revealing truths and mysteries of humanity. all of this to aid in finding the answer to the most difficult...
