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You could pull on my hearg strings
And play the melodies you like
You could have all of me
And could become my life
I've been walking blindly
And you could be my light.

I could give up my habits, my addictions
And let you be my new affliction
I've been dividing  myself
And you could be the greatest addition
I've been walking blindy
And you could be my vison.


You could calm my strife
You could be the one to fix my sight.
A Thomas Hawkins Sep 2011
I'm over here, just look at me
acknowledge I exist
don't blindy shove your knife right in
and give a little twist
See I'm a real person too
with feelings just like yours
not a soul in search of pity
a human being not a cause
Listen to the words I say
don't presume to understand
just be sure you're going to follow through
before you offer me your hand
I've been let down way too many times
disappointed by the best
so now I stand upon the edge
and face the final test
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Torin Jul 2019
I don’t like the ant
Or that is to say
There is something about them I don’t like
They are unthinking
They lay chemicals at dawn
And don’t stop searching until night is strong
They are unthinking
Moving unmercifully
The hive mind their meaning that I despise
Something about them
This ant will never know freedom
In nature
This worker ant both night and day
In nature
Being for the benefit of the queen
There is no laughter
Not in the cities
Not in the sprawling farms and endless roads
There is no laughter
Just hands hardened by toil
On cast iron tools and heavy machines
I don’t like the ant
They are unthinking
They searching blindy restless legs forever seek
With no imigination
The ant is just a slave
A slave who doesn’t want freedom

They are unthinking

The ant will never know laughter
In nature
The ant is just a reminder
In nature
MJL Mar 2019
So slow
Upright, uptight and downright
Ignor-ante up
Evo n' emo blue bloomers
Sporting brainy flip-flops
Airing stinky feet
Artistically inclined and woefully blindy-blind
Cats hunting with dogs
C'razy
For salvation and fresh red MEAT
Unhappy, unsatisfied and under the weather
Raining fiery wisdoms 
- Crumb Fighters United -
Get up and do it again Cave Girl
Young and Bad
You’ll feel better
At anothers expense
Tomorrow
We're human. Watching humans... Evolution. Please.
cynthia Jul 2013
Where your real friends at?
With their fuzzy perspectives
and doubts on how to live
Happily
They turn to you for guidance but in turn
Follow their own misguidance
Blindy
Criticism (self inflicted and onto others) is
only beautiful when it constructs
Dreams of life, liberty and happiness
Destruction leads to ends that are abrubt
Confusion floats in the air as does debris
from this falling tree
Or has it fallen'd?
Let the dust clear and we'll see

Open eyes
Open mind
Open heart
In pursuit of self discovery
Auras collide to construct beauty in us
Taking advantage of love was placed in us
You are welcome if your mind is free
Fullness will only constitute stress
And anxi-ety
Michael May 2021
Glory's who you are.
It's not what I'll achieve.
To be close to you, not far.
Will I ever find you finally?
Though you know what it is to be.
I'll only have one destiny.
Will I keep on walkin blindy,
till time takes hold of me?

Fear lives in my heart.
For my mind sees a coming dread.
My soul still prays to you
through the thoughts of my crowded head.
Please forgive all the bad I've done,
and the things I said.
Marina Valere Jul 2015
i loved you blindy
i though nothing could rip us apart,
you said you'd loved me and only me
you said i was the coolest girl you ever met
but if you didn't notice there's alot of yous
in that poem there's only me
there was never a us
there was never a we
there was only me
and then there was you
sorry i couldn't be everything you wanted
i'm sorry
i'm sorry that i met you, that i fell in love with
but i'm only human...  
i spent countless nights trying to figure out how
how can i make this relation-ship work
instead of trying to find out a solution to how problem
i should have just left you alone
now its to late for us
goodbye
sorry i met you
serendipity Jan 2016
To say that our love is a rollercoaster would be an understatement
The heavenly high of our highs
The steep hell of our lows
Its a wonder that we made it through the ride
That were still the same people meeting at the other side
Your hand so steady on mine
Through each ****** of our trials
We rose above the errors of most lovers
Gliding gracefully into bliss
Only to become so complacent
We would risk everything we built
Time after time making the same mistakes
Learning and falling for the lure of love all over again
But I think that's why we lasted so long
We walked blindy, lead by love
Relentlessly pushing for our paradise
We could not be stopped
And here we are, hair wild from the winds
Both of us out of breath
Looking up at the mountains we rode together
Stars marking our waxes and wanes
Our journey written in the skies
And as we rest our weary heads
At the end of this incredible rollercoaster of a life
I can sleep, because we lived and loved
Together
Will the fealty of the masses
who have blindy followed a
Judas Ram into the perdition
we now face be shifted slightly
off target by the clarion call
issuing from the Good Shepherd
in search of her lost lambs.
ljm
An entry into BLT's Websters word game.  This one was too easy.

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