Dead Eyes

by Miranda   Dec 29, 2007


Unmoving,unliving,unseeing.
They are nothing anymore.
Nothing because of her.
She couldn't handle it.
The pain,the betrayal.
She killed him,
hit him until he stopped moving.
She looked at the bloody sight.
His eyes were wide open.
They stared at her,
pleading for justice.
She ran,ran until she collapsed.
Grief stricken,in deep shock.
Why did she still see his eyes?
Those beautiful brown eyes.
His dead eyes.

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