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Jul 2018
in your eyes i see sadness,
i didn't see galaxy nor oceans
i didn't see speckles of brightness
nor a stardust of hope
your eyes is empty.
dull, black, empty.

but your eyes feels like home
i found out that,
staring into an orbs with stars and oceans,
is exhausting, but with your eyes that feels
like home, makes up everything.

but now it's nothing.

- i don't feel safe at home anymore.
Written by
trisha denise
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