Blind

Urge is growing stronger,
but who will stand in the way
When tears no longer
have meaning in a granted day.

Yet I am walking the distance
Leaving faded footprints behind
trying to earn my existence
in the eyes of the fallen blind.





Poetry by Shereen
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Written on 2010-08-24 at 18:28

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