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Dec 2019
My eyes have bled tears
My eyes have squinted with hate
My eyes have been glued shut from fears
Not wanting to see my upcoming fate
And with that
my eyes are tired.
They now rest in their sockets
Covered in unfeeling glaze
They are now impenetrable lockets
Stuck in a fathomless haze
The eyes are the windows to the soul
Unless no light can get through
It's what happens when life takes a toll
And you've no clue what to do
So you let them sit there
Unmoving, unblinking
Don't let them show anyone
Anything that you're thinking
It's over I'm done my eyes are tired.
Written by
Grace Haak  21/F/Arizona
(21/F/Arizona)   
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