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Cold Eyes
You look on the world with cold eyes Focussed only on your days mission No time for anything else Some would say you are unfeeling But that is because they look on you with closed eyes For all those that take the trouble to truly see It is clear how deeply you do care Totally devoted to your cause Willing to fight to ensure your beliefs are upheld Still when a man of desire speaks You seem unable to answer Words clouded Unable to make that connection They pass Still others approach Throw themselves to your feet Though so focussed on your path You fail to see them Oblivious to the broken hearts you leave behind Maybe the truth is that you are simply to scared to try with those desired To see the desperate actions of those desiring you For to admit or give into those ideas Would require you to once again be vulnerable To break the stone encasement of your heart and walk away from the debris To release the fear that has become your master So once again the warming fire can rage in your eyes And happiness return Tonight I offer up a dream to you That one day soon You may find the strength to lose the hardness Free the angel inside If you enjoyed this poem and would like to read more of my work I currently have two books available that can be obtained through the links below. Velvet Death – The Dark Poetry Anthology http://www.lulu.com/content/177683 Velvet Paradox – The 2nd Dark Poetry Anthology http://www.lulu.com/content/254973
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