unknown
Even though you subconsciously know,
It cuts like glass.
Even though you were warned;
You open that door any way.
Your eyes are like a warm summers day, drawing me in.
Your lies are like sharpened steel...
The warm blood of my emotions fall from my eyes in the dorm of tears...
I am cut

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lots of expressions in such a short to the point read-nice
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Potent petite piece....nice flow....ONE
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Condensed poetic power...I love it!
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Very nice
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