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On these fragile eyes

Light makes a slideshow

But who are we to say what is real

You never know

You never know when it hits you

You cannot see

Through those phantom images

A blinding light

A misty cobweb on your eyes

Taste of blindness

Taste of madness

Sporadic optical illusion

Hate!

Those tricks of your brain

Have I lost my glasses

Am I wearing shades

Did I rule the masses

With those bloody blades

Am I just seeing things

Thinking things, thinking things

I never knew

I never knew that it was me

I could not see

That obvious reality

I'm like color blind

The difference between green and red

I cannot tell, I'm in hell

Sporadic optical illusion

And again in the twinkling of an eye

False images play on my retina