Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god

Deaf, Dumb and Blind

Melody haunting,
So blissful in my ears.
Driving me to dementia,
I pull south to
Sit and sing of days
Drenched in the various
Greys of melancholia.
I am begging to fathom
What was never in my hand.
I want to know what I
Could never really see.
I am ready to drop the
Deaf, dumb and blind side
Of my tarnished mind.

12-22-09


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