Poems about Love
Author: Terra Blake

Chapter 35
Blinded Eye

If I. Told you.
I didnít give a damn about the way you curl your hair.
And I donít remember half the cloths you wear.

Iíll wait for you. But I canít wait forever.
I wipe my sleeve on blinded eye.

But I. Can tell you.
All that matters to me is the face I see.
Then with you, no place I want to be.

Iíll wait for you. But I canít wait forever.
I wipe my sleeve on blinded eye.

Isnít this. Our same old story.
Headline of the day, did what you want.
And still canít get my way, not something you know.

Iíll wait for you. But I canít wait forever.
I wipe my sleeve on blinded eye.

Itís over. You and I.
Seems like you donít want this guy.
So I wipe my sleeve on blinded eye

Walk out the door spread my wings.
And fly.

 

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