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EYE JOURNEY



O eyes lost in thoughts
You see drops of images within my pounding heart
Your black misty balls are shiny dark pearls
Your trickling sea water scar my cheeks.

I see nothing save within
I travel distance across your universe
I soar across the galaxies of decisions
Am a detective who trails the guns and powder.

O eyes listen up!
Do my good outweigh the wrongs?
Down the valley of missed turns and indecisions
You are a probing judge
Where did i get it wrong?
O eyes lost is thoughts
Plain or blur what do you see?

 Binding decisions have binding costs

The sour grape of what You've done
Endless guesses of what could have been
Tick tock tick tock
My crystal balls mirror your soul.
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