Your starless eyes don’t scare my soul; I’m drawn to the shadows dreaming in them


Happy girls with their happy smiles

Bore me to Death — I love the

Darkness of your eyes, Lydia


Underworlds reflect in them; you show me your


But I never want to see you cry. Your shy Cupid’s bow

Asks for a kiss, but I can’t. I just want a muse, not a

Lover made of flesh.


Why would a single

Tear fall

From those two pits of hell?




You are the beautiful

Absence of light. Not a flower, but the

Emptiness where everything



Smile at me, the fool, again




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