n burn in the glum ire
the sea of misery floats on the lids
the mist formed above the iris
they speak at tyms
when i m rendered speechless
no words to convey how i feel
a look so deep it pierce inside
to the very deapth of my being
the crazy passion that i devoured
was the intoxication of ur sight
yet now the misery embeds deep
love is opaque to my eyes.
i warmed in it the glaze of your gaze
my spirits soared underneath
i found the sea of gleaming diamonds
and thought 't was all i 'd ever need
the eyes that saw the hazel hueswas the crust of the shallow sheen
there wasnt love, just a mere facade
lust glossed with love of a feen.
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