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June 20, 2022

Blinded by All

By Luis Cuauhtemoc Berriozabal

Blinded By All

Melancholy,
as rain fills my eyes.
Bloody sadness,
I wear it too well.

Anxiety spikes
to an all time high.
Poetry tries
to take this curse. I

look to music too.
I go mad sometimes.
Blinded by all
the things I have lost

in the dark times. I
grope about for a
switch to bring light
where light has faded.






Article © Luis Cuauhtemoc Berriozabal. All rights reserved.
Published on 2021-05-17
Image(s) are public domain.
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