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Jenna
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14 february 2012

Cold Eyes

Your eyes; the window to your mysterious soul
They speak to my heart; they dance through the untold
They sparkle when you laugh; flicker when you smile
They leave me feeling breathless; a feeling pronounced so
vital
An overtaking feeling consumes my weakened flesh
I’m falling faster than I’ve ever known; perhaps this was
a test
Your silence says more, than flawless words ever could
You’re feeling a type of high that leaves you sickened;
far from good
His one and only flaw; the one that leaves you lifeless
He’ll never feel the same way; his heart where the games’
mind is
You want to hate him wholly; you want to get revenge
But within his eyes he calls you, brings you back, time
again
Within the most sincere words, comes a glimpse of his smile
The type that knows he’s got you; in a state so sickly
vile
You try to get away, you struggle; it’s no use
Through his eyes he rips your heart, his power does he
misuse
A tear falls from your face; he sees it’s gone too far
Instead of making it right, he shifts his gaze to his
next star
Forever he will hold a piece of your tiny heart
Never to be put together; forever remains apart
Maybe one day he’ll see; maybe he end up alone
You’ll be old and bitter, and he’ll call you on the phone
He’ll say he has your heart, and he wants it to be whole
You’ll tell him that you miss his eyes; the secrets of
the untold
He’ll say he wants you back; that he’ll love you; past
forever
But here you lay alone at night, your heart crying to be
together




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