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diamond eyes

Posted to Action Poetry




stop dreaming,these are not dia mines in my eyes.
They are reflections, refractions of pain,
caused by the fall out shrapnel of our lost love.
twisting and turning and probing my emotions.
My senses on the rack and the coals are burning below me.
All you see is what you want.
your vision of me fits the perameters of your limitations.
Soon the future can hold no more pain than the past.
There is n't sufficient time or space to contain it.