Seeing Through Blind EyesA Poem by LivingDeathI didn't know who was talking to me at first until I read her poems and bio. It was the one who I'v been missing and loving with my whole heart.
Today I saw
how blind I am, when you stood right there and I moved no hand. Your words were clear but I did not see, that it was you just wanting me. Then my eyes were opened and I saw it was you, my tears poured out my heart broke new. I keep trying, and trying and trying to hear your sweet soft voice, but two people deny our whole hearted choice. I will come back to see your face, in the spot we met remember the place?
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Added on March 15, 2010Last Updated on March 15, 2010 Tags: Christina Maria AuthorLivingDeathAbbotsford, British Columbia, CanadaAbout"I'd rather be hated for who I am than loved for who I am not." ~Kurt Cobain. Wasssup guys! I am me, if you want my name, ask me for it. Life in every breath, is my motto. 22 years old, living .. more..Writing
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