Four eyes
Ready to use
Anything I do
Against me
No freedom
From these eyes
They are not mine
And never will be
I cower
From these eyes
That are full of lies
To taunt me
I hide
From these eyes
And their cries
That haunt me
I run
From these eyes
And their ties
That bind me
I fall
To these eyes
With their light
That blinds me
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Life and Its Discrepancies
PoetryThis book is filled with poems from every range of my emotions, from when I'm super depressed to when I can't be happier. I don't know how long I'll keep this thing going, just know that it covers a bunch of personal things that may be considered a...
