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Miles
How about today Why not today
Were is my sight going
I know its going to be gone some day
I only regained it cause of pressure I keep
You bend over I squeeze them tight
Now there completely blind and white
I see after moments after you leave so you just don't know
If the burns will ever heal I can not say
My eyes can see today
Everyday has a cost
If I keep my pressure up and high
The scars run to deep blocking everything
Its the distrust thats does the most damage today
When will there consequences ever come to the pretending NUNs
Who knows may it be your turn some day
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