You made the choice to cover your eyes
to fill your head with little white lies
your fear over-ruled and extinguished your light
now you parish in a world covered in night
The worst blind man of them all
is the one who chooses not to see
they reach a peek and then they fall
into regret and great misery
It´s too late to go back
for what is done is done
the damage has been made
and the scar has been summoned
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