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Blue Eyes

The blue eyes
Blurred by tears
Glaring in contempt
Towards the one who failed
And took away all she knew.
Once, all was fun and games
But all changed
In the course of one day
Ripped apart
Torn to shreds
Waiting for a peaceful death
Not tonight, no release
Living dead, walking still
Nothing but a cold nightmare
Sweet release from the pain
Through a little metal piece,
Cut away the torn wounds
And bleed away your life





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