The Terror of Blindness
My eyes cry out in mortal anguish Sight has seemingly abandoned me Perhaps too many visions; Too many captured horrors
Read moreMy eyes cry out in mortal anguish Sight has seemingly abandoned me Perhaps too many visions; Too many captured horrors
Read moreWhat We Believe We may believe what we want to believe, but often that does not represent truth, for we
Read moreTolerance is allowing people to be who they are, regardless of their nature and our judgement, our short-sighted perspective of
Read morePitch Black Room It’s always night-time in the depths Behind the eyes, a vacant life Alive, my mind, my dying
Read moreButterfly wings and gossamer things, exude the lightness of life, yet burdened within, the darkness of sin, alludes to enigmas
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