When the cold somber eyes were before me
The world stops spinning unexpectedly
And I—myself had stopped too
My body restrains me to move
I remained stiff and still
A power only done by you
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PoetryThe restless spindling thoughts of mine that hinders me of having a peaceful slumber every lonely night..
Like Medusa's Eyes
When the cold somber eyes were before me
The world stops spinning unexpectedly
And I—myself had stopped too
My body restrains me to move
I remained stiff and still
A power only done by you