Blind eyes need not to open but a blind heart does.
Blisters too hurtful to mend with a "it'll be alright".
Explanations cut short due to lack of expression, single mindedly destroying all the good you can own.
Good care is receive in return of security, embrace that open heart and let it see, nurture it's senses back to health with clarity. It screams out polluted visions of a forgotten warrior of love.
Honesty comes fridgid and packaged tight with delayed shipping but it will arrive.
Spirit wakens knowing there is nothing to fear if another heart is near.
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