The eyes are the windows to the soul
Look into them they hold all the secrets
Not one but a thousand of a past
They carry of the untold
Where love and pain
Become one in the same
Inside the eyes of a wounded soul
That reveals the story to be told
You can't turn away from those eyes
The chill of their gaze that haunts them
Knowing that behind those eyes
They portray a life time of hate
So filled with sadness those windows
They are dark and blank
Their soul was broken
Leaving them shattered
Holding the soul with a battered past
The eyes never lie, they hold the truth
That the soul tries to hide
And wipe away a broken filled life.
💀BROKEN187SOUL 💀
Copyright 6-12-06
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