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Locked


I feel as if I'm trapped in your eyes

You have the key to unlock my blank stare

I continue to study your atributes of love

You have a way of trapping me

I can't get away from your forest green eyes

Changing colors according to the mood

You're easier to read  than you think; your eyes give all the secrets away

You'll never understand my demonic brown eyes

They stay the same; they look as if only used to see evil

You're an angel and I am Satan

That's why I need you

I want you turn me good, for good

Although I am locked

Chained here trying to find the key that you dangle infront of me

Making me crazy

 

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