Bliss

I don’t want to know
I’d rather be deafened by peace
Than hear words that cut my ears

I don’t want to know
I’d rather be blinded by light
Than see images that burn my eyes

I don’t want to know
I’d rather be blissed by ignorance
Than feel hurt that eats my soul

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