Bright Eyes by Miztrebor

I thought that until now,
All inspiration was gone.
Lost in the eyes
Of a soul, gone by.
What was always in front of me,
Your eyes i've seen,
But blinded by my own ignorance,
I've missed out on their effect.
You can be my new source,
A different shaded candle
In a sea of faces.
Metallic glare,
I don't care.
Looks mean not a thing.
Your personality
And inner sanctity,
Are all that's needed
To inspire me.

Becky (97.73.64.145) -- Friday, April 10 2009, 11:49 pm

haha
Metallic glare=eyebrow piercing hahahaha...i must say you do have a way with words :)

Mizer Trebor (72.230.75.119) -- Sunday, April 12 2009, 04:53 am

thanks
i may have a way with words, or it's just i have a way of extracting the words out of like. a way of taking what the world is screaming into everyone's face and writing it down. (i.e. you eyebrow piercing, it screamed to me and i wrote this...it screamed stop looking at me and look at her eyes, they look better than i do.)

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