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Dead Eyes

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My eyes are no longer glowing
The sadness I worked so hard to hide
Is showing.
You left and my eyes died.
Their offspring won’t even fall,
No matter how much I need them to, plead with them to.
It’s weird; I feel nothing at all.
I guess
When you left
You must have taken my heart with you.





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