It is always your eyes -
Tiny windows to the soul,
Like lying mirrors that make me
See you instead of myself. Your
Ageless eyes drown me in a sea of pain
Without cause and without end. I can never
Understand. I once thought myself free, but fate
Is merciless. Your gaze reminded me of what I was
Hiding all along. When you went away you never left me,
Because your eyes are part of me and I am all of you. Even
If I can't breathe I'm not afraid: death has always been my name.
Like a difficult task, I do not crave it, but must face it nonetheless.
On sight I rely not, but surrender myself to blindness. Your eyes, oh,
Always your eyes, bleeding like fountains of life, as you scream and pant
In bliss while I desecrate your heaven with blasphemy. This is not the end.
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