arch of my brow
cirles in my eye
die-alate
the black ingolfes the white
my eyes take over me
touching vainly
frequently
what little i've seen
small inequity
my eyes hide the reason im looking at this vivid me from you
its because
youv grasped
my thoughts
solid to your touch
ripped my tounge out and painted its craters
detailed and attached
like a lim from my body
my eyes lie to you
jelous
of the way you do,
the way i think....

generaly scratching away the pupil

chaseing your dreams my eyes level to..truth skids across the hue.. .
eyes release the strain
....im jelous of you...
 
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