glass eyes .

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we walked down the street 
in the dead of night .
the rain mixed with my tears
the wind filled with regret
you stopped abruptly
and spoke in hushed tones
" your eyes tell your story "
I never fully understood
what you meant
until a few days later
when your lifeless eyes
stared back at me
a death note clutched
between your fingers
with only one sentence written .
" I stole your story and exchanged
it for a happier one ."

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