My eyes were made to erase all that is ugly. Raoul Dufy
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HER EYES…
Her eyes were like fire.They weren’t red or anything.Not particularly warm, either.They didn’t glow or “appear to glow,”whatever that means. But they had that same strange blend offamiliar and miraculous—and they were always nice to look atafter a long day of doing things. By Bo Burnham
IN MY ARMS…
So put your arms around me and then stay there forever Let it always be this way, you and me together So put your arms around me and I’ll never let go I know they’re easy words to say, but I mean it more than ever Put your arms around me by Natasha Bedingfield
SHUTTERS
Eyes like a schutter, mind like a lens. Unknown
A LITTLE MADNESS…
Understand me. I’m not like an ordinary world. I have my madness, I live in another dimension and I do not have time for things that have no soul. Charles Bukowski
THE FACE…
The face is a picture of the mind with the eyes as its interpreter. Marcus Tullius Cicero
POEM…
The dance is a poem of which each movement is a word. Mata Hari
BLOOD…
Blood is really warm,it’s like drinking hot chocolatebut with more screaming. Ryan Mecum, Zombie Haiku: Good Poetry for Your…Brains
BLACK WIDOW…
Escape from the black widow spider is a miracle as great as art. What a web she can weave slowly drawing you to her she’ll embrace you then when she’s satisfied she’ll kill you still in her embrace and suck the blood from you. Charles Bukowski
DEAD INSIDE…
I look alive, I’m dead insideMy heart has holes and black blood flows Song nu Hollywood Undead