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Behind those eyes

Look into estranged eyes
And tell me what you see
A tortured soul? A piece of art?
A plea of misery?

Deep beneath the browns
Is the brightest black
The smallest window to the soul
That you cant hold back

Keep you from seeing
What is truly there
The reality of my motives
The eyes shant spare

That why i leave so early
So i am not found out
Youll have to tie me to the bed
In order to beat about

If you ever become learned
I wont know what to do
More than likely panic
To know that im the fool

by Phantom
posted on 05/20/2010

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Comments: 4

Comment by LoveMeDead: May 24, 2010 4:43 am
Comment by fread201: May 21, 2010 11:17 am
Comment by tobeloved: May 20, 2010 5:57 pm
this is amazing.
Comment by kyle517: May 20, 2010 2:02 pm
lovely so amazing

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