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Dec 2016
As you speak,
your hole like eyes are all I see.
So deep and dark like a trench .
So mysterious and black .

When you talk,
it's in tongues ,
a foreign language
difficult to encode;
so mind boggling ..

You , a woman of mysteriousness
you in the background,
forgettable but mysterious when seen

What are you secrets ?
What are you hiding ?

You ,Β Β an impossible crossword puzzle
of unsolvable equations and unknown words
You are the lock but the keys lie
in your eyes .

How can I find them ?
Anyone who trespasses your depths will be lost and never found.
Anyone who swims in the Marianas trench your eyes are is sure to drown .

So, you might die an encoded person,
an unsolved math problem,
confusing maggots who wish to feast on your corpse,
Entering the afterlife as a mysterious soul
with unsure beginnings and an unsolved end.
I once saw someone with extremely dark eyes .
Poetroyalee
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Poetroyalee  22/F/My chaotic mind
(22/F/My chaotic mind)   
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