This Isn’t a Love Story

Blue is the eyesight blinded in the dark
Abridging the misty-eyed view of contrasts quite stark
Secrets swirled and scrawled upon our abode
And a shock of lies, suddenly,  to me bestowed
So now as I pass by that place
While tears and fears outline my face
I envision an atmosphere of turmoil
Where distressed emotions soil
A house that was never a home
Torn from the binding of an ancient tome


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