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Jun 2019
brown eyes
that's what I see morning and night

dark skies
a small crescent moon
open window to the closed world


driving without a thought
Inside the eerie forest
I hear the lost souls

I hear mine
weeping
calling out
don't come closer
I'm not scared of anything

red eyes
nights darkness
it's all I see in my mind
eileen
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eileen
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