Blind
Love is blind, as are some of the ones who receive it... Handed to them for the taking, but find it hard to believe it.. How they see what they want, when love's right in their face... Wishing you could take it all back, find someone to replace... That void, spot, that empty space.. Someone whom recognizes love, with open arms to embrace... Their eyes wide open, because closed eyes can't see... Living in a fantacy world, missing on reality... Love is blind, but can be guided in the right direction... Giving life meaning, mental protection... Structure and affection, love is a reflection.. Of the people, who carry it so... Nuturing it correctly, so it can grow... Only a few, will ever get to know and find... Opening their minds, and to others love will remain blind,..
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