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Can someone please trade me eyes? It's unknown how they still have sight  Every since I was 6 the sense have witnessed gruesome events  Now my eyelids flicker past them very seldom  My lacrimal glands have trouble producing saline  I find it nearly impossible for beatitude to gleam from my eyes And I cannot search for something that my eyes feel sorrow for  Let me at least borrow yours?  Please  So I can see how it feel to grieve  So that tears of joy can travel down my cheeks  I want humor to cause me to wink  I want my reflexes to cause me to blink  Pleeeeeeaaassseeee? I stand there in the face of danger  When I should be aware  Instead I just stare  ... No glare  Just dispirited  The statical behavior that my eyes inherited  Suppress me from all charity  I'm begging you  No one looks me in my face and feels warmth and comfortability  All that they see is two white igneous rocks When I wish that they can see marshmallows  That's why I need your help  The optometrist said there's nothing that he can do  That's why I'm coming to you  I just wanna be inspired by life  Can you show me how the world look again just for one day?
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Nov 9, 2013
Nov 9, 2013 at 9:41 PM UTC
Sightless of Righteousness
Can someone please trade me eyes? It's unknown how they still have sight  Every since I was 6 the sense have witnessed gruesome events  Now my eyelids flicker past them very seldom  My lacrimal glands have trouble producing saline  I find it nearly impossible for beatitude to gleam from my eyes And I cannot search for something that my eyes feel sorrow for  Let me at least borrow yours?  Please  So I can see how it feel to grieve  So that tears of joy can travel down my cheeks  I want humor to cause me to wink  I want my reflexes to cause me to blink  Pleeeeeeaaassseeee? I stand there in the face of danger  When I should be aware  Instead I just stare  ... No glare  Just dispirited  The statical behavior that my eyes inherited  Suppress me from all charity  I'm begging you  No one looks me in my face and feels warmth and comfortability  All that they see is two white igneous rocks When I wish that they can see marshmallows  That's why I need your help  The optometrist said there's nothing that he can do  That's why I'm coming to you  I just wanna be inspired by life  Can you show me how the world look again just for one day?
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DamareMcElmore
Ghanaian
Nov 9, 2013
Nov 9, 2013 at 9:41 PM UTC
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