Eyes that see right through,
Hating all of you
Take one for a gift,
Waste me for your friends.
If eyes could show a soul,
How deep they'd be
If they could see a soul,
Locked away I'd be.
Wish for a listener
Someone to hear
Want someone to see me
For who I am not.
If deep eyes are trusted minds,
If they could see my soul
If you have a mind of your own,
Could you conceal mine?
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Zenith - A Book Of Poetry
PoetryA book of devoid poems. There isn't much to explain, or describe. I wrote My Dark Friend- A Book of Poems which I had to end do to my issue of writing too much, so this is kind of part 2.
