It hurts like hell to leave your hand,
The fluke I had been to meet your kind;
But what do I do than to let it slide,
What do I do than to break the ties,
The best of time I spent with you,
You made me feel the hell was cool,
Now the world seems hopeless like I’m hung on a hook,
But I will rather wave goodbye than to again kiss your foot,
I saw your radiant smile even though I’m blind[?]
You tickled my entirety and assured me all was fine,
Cause the green light you shone was just too bright,
Cause the intensity of your laugh was just too high,
I shouldn’t have mistaken all those for a shining star,
I shouldn’t have likened your signs to a waving flag,
I never knew that was your own way of saying sorry.
It is only fair that you tell me I shouldn’t worry,
You punctured my heart with words and now I’m counting hollows,
I feel thick tears in my eyes anytime my heart beckons your hellos,
For there will be no more miracle in my wildest world,
There will be no more oracle calling from my vocal cords.
I wish I could hate you but so bad I lack the strength,
If my love for you is to be measured,
A tape wouldn’t reach the length,
So how do I calm these buzzing feelings in my soul,
How do I rearrange this shattered heart to a whole.
I hope you visit me in heaven like you always say,
Maybe we can rekindle our bond up there once the earth turns grey.
Meanwhile, don’t stop breaking the men’s hearts since that’s your teenage mission,
But you should have seen the purity of my love assuming you’ve got vision.
The Blind Poet,
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