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Your eyes cut through my soul, Like a siren's song to sailor. And she got her sailor, But even that didn't sedate her. How could anything be better than those eyes? Could I see the world in those eyes? Every last corner and crack, Or was that just a misperception? Could I really state into those eyes forever, Or would reality seep through? I want to live in this fantasy It's real to me So, is that enough? Can those captivating eyes become my paradise? One time, I thought, maybe Maybe I could forget the crazies inside me. Pipe dreams can't be achieved, Not for "regular" people Those eyes will eventually fade, the best things always do, And then what will I do?
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Jun 14, 2018
Jun 14, 2018 at 8:24 AM UTC
Intoxicating Eyes
Your eyes cut through my soul, Like a siren's song to sailor. And she got her sailor, But even that didn't sedate her. How could anything be better than those eyes? Could I see the world in those eyes? Every last corner and crack, Or was that just a misperception? Could I really state into those eyes forever, Or would reality seep through? I want to live in this fantasy It's real to me So, is that enough? Can those captivating eyes become my paradise? One time, I thought, maybe Maybe I could forget the crazies inside me. Pipe dreams can't be achieved, Not for "regular" people Those eyes will eventually fade, the best things always do, And then what will I do?
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Jun 14, 2018
Jun 14, 2018 at 8:24 AM UTC
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