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The Eyes

The Eyes The eyes so shattered and so blue, You sit there and you knew The pain of losing someone close to you, And you beg for their return, But a wish so great, can never be granted. The eyes shattered and blue, Watch you, Take the bottle and drowned yourself, They watch you destroy yourself, And they know what they do, Yet they show no remorse, no pain in heart. You fall asleep On a dirty mattress, Held up by broken dreams And nightmares, No pillow, no blanket Just air you float on. And your blind eyes close in the night, The dreams come back to haunt you And the eyes, they watch you, So shattered and so blue. Till three o’clock hits again Wake in cold sweat, Spiders on webs weaving a nest In your head, A cry out for the Madhouse, Where the eyes so shattered and so blue Stare at you, through a window with no reflection. -10/3/2013

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Date: 10/3/2013 7:15:00 PM
Chris, this is a very powerful and intense write. The eyes can see things that leave us scarred and shattered. Lots of bad things our eyes wish they didn't. Deep and emotional one my friend. Hugs.
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