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A Poem by Tenten

offer a new title for this piece please.

Growing blind

To beauty of

Existence

Focusing on the

Stray lash blurring

The faded vision of words

Stagnate water flooding

Banks of painted nice

Memories, desperately losing

Did you….could you help

Breathe, need to

Crippling hands denying

That blue pen, staining ink

For fear of saying

Those words he voice dare not

© 2008 Tenten

Author's Note

Cp. 10:00AM Sun 05/11/08 �Breathe� Breaking Benjamin ok, tired, blurred though, just words, reaching quota (Typed, Prides)

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Added on August 29, 2008

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Tenten

Alamosa, CO

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I know me well enough to know that I don't who I truly am and that I deceive myself into believing i have found my way in life. i well away of the fact that i am a contradiction of actions and words a.. more..