A Blind Eye

Should you stay and follow the ones that hold you In a rambling verse of delicate lies Not visit grieving spirits with tears overdue Just to see an approving glance In a stranger’s eyes Will you hold on the tip of your tongue the words Rising from the dew of care To follow an illusion so incredibly absurd Tomorrow you will not even recall Why you were there Can you measure your waters by the glow within Or know what your future holds If you dance with one whose aim is to win Regardless of pain and despair Within his control

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