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| Fiery Eyes |
4/18/2003
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Your eyes left an impression upon my face.
There's nothing left for me to see.
I've gone as blind as a bat and I like it.
Brings me back to my dreams, this feeling of love.
Forgetting often not everything that I know.
I steal your heart and it fills my essence.
Harvester of fields, I reap and I work, my hard calloused body crying with pain.
When ripped apart I know not what I can see.
I see not what I know and I want to be with you.
Long live the rain falling from the sky.
Until the sun may come out and join the moon in respective unison.
I may not live forever but my words will surpass my glory.
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