Tuesday, July 01, 2008

Oculus

Eyes, eyes,
all you are is eyes.
You see so much,
you see inside
of me
every time I let myself breathe.

When I made building walls an art,
you ripped them all apart.
How can I even start
to hide from you?

When secrets become well kept
you prove them to be inept
as you always intercept
to find what's true.

Your eyes, your eyes,
I pray they never go blind
because no one else
would ever find
life
in this endless strife.

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