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Chapter 1 - My eyes

This poem is actually true about me...

Chapter 1 - My eyes

Chapter 1 - My eyes
My Eyes
behind my eyes,
are a million lies,
so grim, so cold,
never to be told.

sincere and sweet,
they look when we meet,
but as we soon get closer,
the truth appears, like a poser.

Sad eyes, soon turn to hate,
once again it becomes to late.
my eyes attract the wierdest type,
but strangly i do not fight.

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The_Vampire_Queen on August 11, 2005, 3:54:03 AM

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The_Vampire_QueenWell, first of, fighting, in my opinion, is only good if you're fighting to protect yourself or someone else.

Secondly, this is fantastic. Short, but with a deep meaning. I like it a lot. *faves*

BloodySunAngel on July 13, 2004, 5:58:42 AM

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BloodySunAngelPoint taken. Fighting is baad... unless it's against someone you hate, then fighting is good.