Blind

You never gave up. It's no one's fault.
For the winding path of life's result.
You can't right now, but still you care.
Life for you has grown unfair.
I know that waiting, I am happy and free.
Looking at a time when you I see.
But you are the liar, I now clearly see.
I realize how blind a man can be.

Copyright 2001 Joseph Michael Egan

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