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Sep 2017
These blinding lies
and dark truths
devour and conquer
the souls of the broken

These unseeing gazes
blind to the world
deaf to the pleas
oblivious to the screams

I look at them in pity
because they don't understand
Through these blinded eyes
You've never looked so bad

I stare at you
with dead and broken eyes
shattered into a million pieces
I bleed at you mend

I'm bleeding out,
staining your life with red
drowning out the white of the room
But still the broken tile mends

I look for someone, something,
to hear my cries for help
but nobody will listen
they don't hear me shout

I'm bleeding out
staining the white carpet floor
It looks like a ****** scene
but nobody's home

A note all that's left
seems so insignificant
but as they look
as they see

They know that It was written by me
They know that I've had enough
Of screaming, of seeing
Through Blinded Eyes
Written by
Tori Schall  16/F
(16/F)   
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