Centralize

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
what you can't escape; you will become.

Submitted: March 21, 2007

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I hate to look into his eyes,

waterey pools of revulsion

A dark abyss in a tempestuous sea.

They piereced and torn.

they scron and hated,

Emotionless, somewhat like the dead.

 I fear his eyes- not his words but his eyes.

They stare down and spoke a language of

blind emotions.

He struk, I recoil.

Esmasculated, i looked

i hate to look into his eyes

- i saw me.


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