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Oct 2011
Eyes open wide to the world
Blind to that which is there
Unable to see the truth
Might as well keep them closed
This world that is kept hidden
From these eyes to weak to see it
Memories flood back
Showing what is there
No longer using these eyes to see
Only using the eyes that are hidden
Hidden eyes to see the hidden world
The world that is truly there
A world not seen by all
But one that is seen by few
This hidden world is full of pain
The bodies that walk around
Are the same ones that see the fake world
They walk in the hidden world only see the lie
Not able to take the truth
The truth that this world is dying
No longer able to keep life
Only to spread pain
The cuts on the bodies still bleed
But they feel them not
Walking the lonely street
The broken store windows
The shattered hope that lay on the street
This world of truth is not fit for all to see it
You can tell the ones that see this hidden world
From those that see the lie
They walk with caution with cuts that bleed no longer
Watching this world
Forever watching
William P Markwalder
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