Pointing eyes

by Mark   Sep 6, 2008


Sick pointing eyes
hiding in the dark
yet a passing day
waiting for the perfect prey

sick pointing eyes
hiding in the dark
hollow in the sun
waiting for it's time to stun

sick pointing eyes
hiding in the dark
never to be found
laughing beneath the ground

sick pointing eyes
hiding in the dark
a mist turns up the crowd
with glowing eyes so proud

sick pointing eyes
no longer to be seen
the mist has blown away
along with yet a prey

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