Blind SightedA Poem by if i were a season i'd be winterBlindsighted- can't see what's right in front of me Blindsighted- can't see the waves crashing over the sea Stumbling Crumbling Falling apart all over me Only seeing what others can't see Only seeing the world as it feels to me Blindsighted- too blind not to be free © 2008 if i were a season i'd be winter |
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