The eye. The pupil. The enlightened.
For time has passed with words carried in history, ideas don't last unheard buried with misery, I believe it is up to the, destruction of corruption, see, the Light Within You, The Light Within Me. There's Light Within all of us in the darkness of this sea, we all grasp at things begging for immunity. But the worlds community will only see the shore when, the light my Eye's seek, Opens its only door, within, it dims, for my Eyes will only see passed the darkness of the sea, and forever more my enlightened eyes escape to brightened skies and Fate, of dreams Too Real For Sure, a stream that's reels ashore. Casting darkness out, without a doubt, a flame shall remain, never to burn out. This Poems Story
Words given to me. I claim no fame, for my words come from places most fear insane
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