EyesWideOpen

They’re running lost,

hidden throughout time..

A life, what does it cost?

 

Ancient riddle,

walking dime, a child’s

laughter,

now a distant quiet crime..

 

Lov of memories

eyes wide open,

softly driven, until we’re blind..

Their passion within

those honest loving families…

 

Captured imprisoned

hopeless lov

emotion darkened

fallen from above..

A human angel

wandering in societies

grove…

eyeswideopen

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