Blind
Oh. How might I see?
Bring the light to me,
Help me to recover,
Help me to be.
Hush, I can;t breathe.
Stop, you're smothering me.
Life is light.
Take me from the darkness.
You're the pretender,
Not me.
You're the killer,
Leave me be.
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