there is no silence

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so, lately a few of my friends have been obsessing over the color of my eyes (a pale blue grey) so i decided to write this up. enjoy

Submitted: October 06, 2011

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I hate having blue eyes,

people tell me that they're pretty,

but i think they are deciving.

 

They tell all my secrets,

like a clear pane of a spotless window,

a looking glass into my soul.

 

I cannot seem to ide anything,

no matter how i try.

 

Every angry flame,

every somber fear,

and all the relentless hurt i feel.

 

It all sits there,

behind my sollen eyes,

begging to be read,

making me an open book.

 

my eyes tell a story,

though my pages are urned,

and my binding is broken.

 

if you are willing to try,

i can let you read my tale,

see the things that i once have,

then maybe you'll understand.....


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