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 Dec 2015 EG
Lawan
Glass Eyes
 Dec 2015 EG
Lawan
The dark corridor did nothing
But intensify her gaze

I could tell my eyes were so transparent,
She could see through me

With her glass eyes
I still remained composed. I fought for every single information I gave away
 Dec 2015 EG
lunarr
eyes
 Dec 2015 EG
lunarr
eyes are like constellations; unless you know what you are looking for and looking at, they are just eyes
 Dec 2015 EG
L
Her eyes
 Dec 2015 EG
L
I can see the sea in your eyes.
He said.
I wish I could see the sea with my eyes.
She said.
 Dec 2015 EG
Eleanor Rigby
My Eyes
 Dec 2015 EG
Eleanor Rigby
You are annoying
And I hate you.
But my eyes,
My eyes suggest otherwise.


F.Z.**N
 Dec 2015 EG
Anyelo Montero
Eyes
 Dec 2015 EG
Anyelo Montero
I like to see your eyes closed and imagine that they are open, because your beautiful eyes are as enigmatic as the universe itself.
 Dec 2015 EG
Cat Fiske
eye contact
 Dec 2015 EG
Cat Fiske
I can't look into,
those eyes,

eyes that I've learned will judge you,
eyes, that will make or break you,

no,
please no.

I can't look into those eyes,
*but I look you in the eyes,

and every memory,
or being laughed at is erased,

all I see is your beautiful face,
and maybe the laughing memories comeback,

because all I think is,
I wanna kiss you,

and how much,
your going to laugh at me,

if I did,
eye contact is a hard thing for me.
 Dec 2015 EG
ZL
yin sanpaku eyes
 Dec 2015 EG
ZL
watch her eyes
because they're watching you
her eyes are spies
secrets they know to be true

watch her eyes
creep into her head
watch her closely
before she's dead
 Dec 2015 EG
WickedHope
Eye Games
 Dec 2015 EG
WickedHope
Dark eyes make me melt

Light eyes pull me in

Brown eyes are my weakness

Blue eyes are my sin
I am kinda obsessed with eyes, and this little blurb popped into my head the other day.
 Dec 2015 EG
Antonio Fonseca
Naked eye,
silent sorrounded heart.

what's that sound?
elderly and ancient crown
from a spirit beyond recognition.

a vast dark room
comfortable crouching,
no hope,
no light,
yet he takes a glance into my soul.

Naked eye,
he sees through me
directly to my soul
his silence seems to claim;

"poor pretentious soldier",
"come home",
"come home"...
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