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My Eyes
Peer into my eyes
Those that are pools of my soul
Every tear I've cried
Has a story that waits to be told
Feel my pain and see my struggle
Taste my desperation for approval
I'm just a bottle with emotions inside
Cap too tight, and shaken
On the outside, I look alright
Beaten, broken, and thrown away
Covered in dirt every single day
My mind lost somewhere in the fray
I'm lost, helpless prey
The helpless pray
To Gods above
Grabbed my body
My heart they shove
Into a jar full of formaldehyde
I'm feeling two sided, Jakal and Hyde
Happy, Sad
Angry, Mad
Picasso face, looking Glad
The Eyes are mirrors
Of future, present, and past
Grab your soul
And hold it fast
Claim it as yours
and yours at last.
17/11/2017
Published 25th Dec 2018
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