Moving On .....

Tears drip Like lead from the stained glass behind my eyes Pooling in hollowed cheeks Streaking colours of memories lost in sepia Gathering in momentum Cascading towards a bittersweet freedom I have been blind Clinging to a fantasy Instead of life in reality ...... Be that as it may My eyes are Now open Released from their shackles Feasting on a beauty otherwise unknown Chasing A better me (C) Pixievic

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