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Title: Love Blind

My head's a mess, though my heart is blessed.
This strange love must be a test
Then a tragic scene explodes within my chest.
Watch as my love dies at its best.

I wish I had the strength to tare out my eyes
Else, please, tare out my mind
- Prove to you that love is blind
Prove to me that love is kind
Prove something to anyone
Prove that I cared, as you prove me wrong

So you have fun now, you are excused
I'll bury the sun to forget the abuse
Dig it up in times to come,
Where this life needn't be so dark and numb.

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