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Jul 2010
Crystal blue deception is the enmity of her eyes,

A gift recieved from Hevean or with slight demonic ties.

A difference in perception but to her it's all the same,

she blinks back tears just to hide her longing pain.

A quick glance at the fading sun gives her hope she never knew,

and like stars amongst the darkness her pain finallay shined through.

The dusk plays tricks on her with sillhouettes dancing in the trees,

but unlike the conscince on her shoulder she has no wings to catch the breeze.

She watches Heaven slowly rise while she is stuck in Hell,

The Devil resting in her eyes epassant and resting well.
Written September 11, 2008- From Through Our Hands We Speak From The Heart
Written by
James M Boyer
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