102. Dead Eyes

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Your dead eyes pique my interest
It's as if all the colors left a shade of mess
The eyes that may have hidden a ton of nightmares
Lost a great deal of sunshine they once bear

The emptiness you speak were enough to intrigued me
The way you blankly stare in the open space
Your eyes that kept me at bay
Afloat in the midst of your monochrome face

The very same eyes that I can't compare
Yours has a very dark shade of blue
Covered in apathy and despair
Still your eyes has a tinged of being true

Your eyes that may hide a haunting trauma
Is like a blooming hortensia
Amidst the pale color and its poison
It made me feel free of exhaustion

Your ocean eyes that once drowned me
In the darkest shade of emptiness
I found your lonely silhouette
Clad in self-loathe and hopelessness

The eyes that has been forsaken
From the cruel love you can't let go
Shrouded in tears of sorrow
Is a beauty I can't help diving into

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