I hate those eyes,
Eyes that check me out,
Eyes that judge me from head to toe
Eyes that gleam when I wear a skirt
Eyes that go wide when my clevage is deep
Eyes that virtually rip my clothes off me
Eyes that consider me nothing more than a toy
Eyes that drool when I walk down the streets
Eyes that follow me wherever I go
I hate those eyes!
I want to pull them out of their sockets and bury them deep below the ground.
Cause it's where they belong- Hell!
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Poetry
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