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My Eyes Are Shut

My eyes are shut. I cannot see. No-one around, to judge my sanity. This other man can see, all the ugly things that be. He will moan, rave, and scream, that things can't be as they seem. So I keep my eyes closed, ignoring what everyone knows. I hide within my shell, at the edge of my cell, and I start awakening, no longer shaking, My fear is fading, but my heart is racing I'm exposed to the darkness, and now am breathless. I've seen the worst, and I've been hurt, and I see no lighter side, even though my eyes are open wide.
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william-timothy-kirsch
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Feb 27, 2012
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