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Aisle Five

Stopped and stared against the window today

Window shopping for people

Oh, saw you on the middle shelf of aisle five

 

Those glass marble eyes pinned to your molded

Hand-decorated outer coating

Those glass eyes calling again and again

 

My eyes are your saboteur

Your eyes are my window

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Jul 15, 2010
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