Blind & Deaf

Shivers in the wind,
Breath blown away by the sea,
The black crows shape a 'V' in the sky.

Sun sets into a deep blue,
Clouds drown in the darkness,
Not one soul above.

A mirror of the moon
Broken glass on torn sheets,
Existence, no longer seen.

Standing alone in the rain,
Blamed for choices made,
Blood gets washed away.

Fallen leaves float like balloons,
Guns fired at the target
It made no sound.

Sun rises like its never left,
Crows fly towards the sky,
A new day like yesterday never happened.

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