A Faded Gaze

To learn the gazes fade as will the days
Discerning tastes may take some time to learn
Of traits to win my pride within the games
The hurt may burn

To grin is not of sin I’d love to smile
And not only inside my mind
To find my grip to grind the wheels a while
Await the signs

Begin to nail the hinges to the doors
To open up and walk in to my fate
Maybe too late my soul is ripped and raw
My eyes awake

I’ll stand and chew the fat of lonely cause
To think of greater things to be
Illiterate to read the hues divorce
From mourning scenes


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