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These vacant eyes are so cold, dark, and dim.

Since the last time you stopped and looked at them.

These vacant eyes held the love we shared.

But now these eyes don't show if I cared.

These vacant eyes used to beam with love.

You made me feel as free as a dove.

These vacant eyes are the gateway to my soul.

That you have made whole.

These vacant eyes fill with tears.

As I realize my darkest fears.

These vacant eyes can't see into the future.

But I know that I'll be a failure.

These vacant eyes fill with a burning fire.

Hiding a dark secert; a hidden and forbidden desire.

These vacant eyes house a cold blank glare.

They used to look at you and just stare.

These vacant eyes don't know where to look.

You're image has them trained on you, you have them on a hook.

These vacant eyes bleed tears of pain.

Wishing that they will wash away in the rain.

These vacant eyes are missing you.

My body misses feeling you.

These vacant eyes see a shooting star.

I find myself wishing upon that star.

These vacant eyes see the pain of war.

And the pain and the suffering that it bore.

These vacant eyes see you cry when I say I'm leaving.

I want to stay and love you instead of leaving.

These vacant eyes want you so much.

But I will always and forever long for your touch.

These vacant eyes remember the first time we kissed.

I will always remember you face when your neck I kissed.

These vacant eyes remember the image of us embraced.

But I will always remember the feeling of us embraced.

These vacant eyes remember these habits.

Along with all of my risky gambits.

These vacant eyes remember all of my falls.

After I shattered all of these wall.

These vacant eyes close for the last time.

As I lay here and finish this rhyme.