Holes of empty rhymes,
hold between silent lines,
truth speaks volumes within eyes,
seek what may return blind.
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Between an Aphrodisiac & a Loathing Place.
PoetryA collection of poetry that has been written from me (and my constant battle with wrecking insanity). Some will make sense; some will leave you with a big ole' question mark; but, like myself, not everything can be precise and make definite sense...
Blind
Holes of empty rhymes,
hold between silent lines,
truth speaks volumes within eyes,
seek what may return blind.