Those eyes that haunt you

Lift you to the present
A weapon so dear
A keeper of secrets
Those eyes are demeaning
Sometimes hooded with a caring lens 

Under their spotlight

You remain a minute cell
Copyright ©2015 by Elvira Lobo- Its My Life

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