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Dark, Dark Eyes

Save me from dark, dark eyes.
Save me from chocolate, coffee, and the night sky; reflection swimming in them.

Save me from dark, dark eyes.
Save me from these pools that lure men to drowning. Stars that light the night.

Save me from dark, dark eyes.
Save me from tears and their aftermath, reddened outlines, wet lashes. There’s too much trust here, but not enough to hold.

Save me from dark, dark eyes.
Save me from the blank stare. The deadness of a look. I don’t want to hurt like that anymore. It wasn’t my fault.

Save me from dark, dark eyes. I can’t breathe, my chest is so tight. My heart is visible to that glance, judders under its warmth.

Save me from this reflection.
Don’t show me the mirror.
I’m not my dark, dark eyes.

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