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Dec 2011
Open your eyes
Not the ones on your face
Which look to the skies,
Open your eyes

The eyes of your heart
The one in your chest
The ones blind from the start
The eyes of your heart

See what has been
Right before you
What you ended before it could begin
See what could have been

Does it **** you
To know what we had
Which you threw away too soon
Tell me, does it **** you?

Does it **** you?
Because it kills me, too.
Jesse Adams
Written by
Jesse Adams  Blackpool, England
(Blackpool, England)   
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