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Iris


My eyes are unapproachable

If you look too long, you might see your reflection

Staring may bring tides from behind your thin shied of lids

I look as they roll down your cheeks

I didn't mean to make you cry

My eyes are dangerous

It's no surprise, angels aline on the perimiter of my irises,

The devil in disguise

Tread lightly 

If you're looking for me, you might see the sky

The sun may blind you, rays of temperment and folly

Better to peak than to never see

Into my eyes,

Evanescent oceans sit on the edge

Waiting to fall into you, if you could only see

I won't let you look into me

My eyes are for my eyes only.

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