eyes
By Sparadic
windows of the soul
look to deeply and you may find
purple dresses and scarred tissue
a simple burnt up being
that can’t see the life it was meant to be
lost in decay in a day gone by
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© 2006 Sparadic
Published on Thursday, December 28, 2006.
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