Crazed Eyes

By Kauri •
Crazed eyes stare at me,
filled with hate and smiling yet.
Crazed eyes, I search that face
finding life drained,
seeing love gone.
Those crazed eyes I'm seeing...
just a mirror's image, my face.
By Kauri •
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i blieve it honey
some eyes have that Manson look to em!
We all know mirrors uglify us. We always look good until we look in 1.
!!!!FIGHT THE SYSTEM!!!!
The mirror tells reflects part of us that we don't see sometimes..