Eyes are the windows to the Soul,
I've studied you,
And I found you to be cold
I wait for my cue
I have made you presume
That I don't have a clue
My intellect will hit you like a sonic boom,
Foul creature your soul is rotting,
I see it through your wikid eyes,
As I spent my time jotting,
Your innocence I don't buy
Look into my soul,
Look what your doing,
My soul is dark, deep and pure,
Tinged with despair but adapting
Not to give up to the lure.
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