Clouded

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My vision's clouded,

Constantly surrounded,

Feelings breaking me,

Forcing me to see,

What we have become,

Since we became undone,

Much too late to run,

To hide from the blazing sun,

We can no longer retreat,

No longer run with these scarred feet,

We can no longer hold inside,

These feelings that we've tried to hide,

I'm scared and lost and lonely,

But it's time to face my fears,

And let's pray that maybe after,

It will all be clear.

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