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I look into the sun, Blinding,                  Bright The longer I look the pain begins     to turn into a dull throb, I just stare....                         hoping that if i go blind                         that i won't be able to see You everywhere i look.                        I turn away,                                              Eyes hurting, Face warm,                     Tears run down my cheeks, I can still see...                              Which means i can painfully remember...                               You.
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Jun 4, 2019
Jun 4, 2019 at 11:35 AM UTC
You.
I look into the sun, Blinding,                  Bright The longer I look the pain begins     to turn into a dull throb, I just stare....                         hoping that if i go blind                         that i won't be able to see You everywhere i look.                        I turn away,                                              Eyes hurting, Face warm,                     Tears run down my cheeks, I can still see...                              Which means i can painfully remember...                               You.
randi-lynn-dakota
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Jun 4, 2019
Jun 4, 2019 at 11:35 AM UTC
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