Blind Times of Steady MAG

By Sean S., Abington, MA

And who's to say?
I feel for you, you for me
I feel the real, It's killing me.
A vision we glue by shackled eyes
yes.
H-A-T-E in L-O-V-E
yes.
L-O-V-E in H-A-T-E
yet.
glued to a vision.
with eyes that shackle
not once but twice
confined debacle
And who's to say?
It's what we feel, we fail to be
It's less than true, It's killing me.



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