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Fiery eyes tell the story
of a soul faded glory.
A soul left to rot
But still torn a part.
By the scavengers
Who ate even the heart.
These eyes burn third degree,
If you fail to find the key.
That unlocks the pain and sets it free.
It won’t be easy to turn it though.
The lock is rusty, so turn it slow.
Now see what lies below.
At first, it seems there are only ashes.
Then it’s revealed when seeing with new glasses.
The fire is dimmer underneath but stronger.
A beautiful soul will hurt no longer.
Oh fiery eyes make us wonder.
About the Creator
Real Poetic
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I write poetry & short stories.
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Comments (2)
This is so different than the others, I love it!
Bravo!! Never stop sharing your gifts with the universe. Your light guides many of those in the dark to a better space. Thank You!!