I saw him again
out of the corner of my blind eye
struting never among men
making his very presents a lie
due to the laws of perception
I willed him into existence
despite my conviction
my mind holds reservation
did I imagine him
are could he have imagined me
reason proves to be growing slim
how could this be
as long as he dwells off to the left
I can let him make it
and be true to thi self
man it's time to quit
Apr 25, 2018
Apr 25, 2018 at 5:25 AM UTC
I saw him again
out of the corner of my blind eye
struting never among men
making his very presents a lie
due to the laws of perception
I willed him into existence
despite my conviction
my mind holds reservation
did I imagine him
are could he have imagined me
reason proves to be growing slim
how could this be
as long as he dwells off to the left
I can let him make it
and be true to thi self
man it's time to quit
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