Pretty Green Eyes

by Confined   Aug 8, 2008


These nights.
These nights are filled with
Dreams of long drops and short falls.
And im tired,
Tried of this broken record
My life has become.

Somebody shot me.
That gaze tore right through me.
And ill tell you now,
This wont be the last
I've seen of those eyes.

Now we've all heard of them,
There poisonously penetrating stare.

And its coming down to this,
To searching for pennies and
Matchbook romances under the cushions.

But these mistakes;
Just seem to be repeated,
And with no end to this,
I begin to wonder.
What truly lies behind those
eyes for yours.

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  • 16 years ago

    by meganmarie

    Your work is remarkable. i love it. you do an amazing job. just amazing, beautifully written.
    --aprilsconspiracy

  • 16 years ago

    by meganmarie

    Awwe. i loved this. so emotional.

    And its coming down to this,
    To searching for pennies and
    Matchbook romances under the cushions.

    ^ that was my favourite part of it.
    goodjob. thumbsup
    --aprilsconspiracy

  • 16 years ago

    by The Queen

    That was another great piece from you..The usage of words was simple yet you managed to put them together and had a very deep meaning in it..an excellent write although i think for your eyes would be better if its of your eyes..xDD..

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