I see the face which burned deep in my eyes,
I can still see and hear the crying people who suffered the worlds rage,
I am blind but the memory is left in my mind still burning and it tells me what future leads me.
I'm blind but still have a life I can see the one who saved my life;
I thank her she held my hand and still fight the trouble I caused.
I can see her face by a touch of her skin and when she touched my cold skin, it made me see again!
by Christian Manzanares
production OnCeLiVeDiNsOrR
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