Thursday, May 19, 2011


I stand facing a mirror
Staring into the eyes
Of the shadow of a man
Who has lost his sight

The fire that filled
His smoke gray eyes
Is being slowly drowned
By tears from the skies

The warmth of his heart
Can still be felt
Because the love he holds
Will never melt

It's the drive that pushes him
To find his way through
A soul who believes
He'll always be true

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