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Jan 2016
These are the eyes
Of a hollow man;
They hold no luster
No precious stone.

Whatever soul they lead to,
Has gone away
With no hint
Of return.

Those eyes were
That of a child
Who couldn't wait
To grow up.
Nathan Edward Aldridge
Written by
Nathan Edward Aldridge  24/M/Clarksville, Indiana
(24/M/Clarksville, Indiana)   
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