Through the eyes of the Beholder I see nothing but me.
Taut with sarcasm and eyes so bright.
A girl who would not be questioned.
Through the eyes of the Beholder I see nothing but me.
Eyes filled with anger hidden so well by pain.
A girl who would not be questioned.
Through the eyes of the Beholder I see nothing but me.
Tears threatening to spill over, unmasking the hurt.
A girl who would not be questioned.
Through the eyes of the Beholder I see nothing but me.
No more tears but a revengeful look.
A girl who would not be questioned.
Through the eyes of the beholder.
A smirk only read through the evil gleam.
A girl who would not be questioned.
Through the eyes of the Beholder nothing was seen.
No eyes no light no sight.
A girl who would not be questioned.
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Random Works of Pure Brilliance and Failure.
PoesíaThese are some of my works of poetry and whatnot! Feel free to comment with your thoughts, good or bad!
