Triangle, his eye is.
Round and round, form the face.
Square, it’s framed.
Meal and meal, Pizza,
Monthly Archives: May 2012
Day 151: Red
This is red. Not the color red.
When the sun rises, the anger rise.
When moon set, my eyes sank.
Now, this is red again. Round and round, it repeats.
Day 150: Hint
Angel are sent.
They wept out fires.
Come sprout the tree.
Blinds all eyes, but the tree.
Day 149: Dropped
Summer is here, Summer don’t come.
Never will you, forget those.
It turned out bad, emptiness fills.
Nothing is left, eyes closed, I will.
Day 148: Bleed
Blue eye, round eye, call it whatever.
Chime or blind, it’s not my fault.
Once we met, you will know.
There is no chance, I liked it.
Day 147: Blink
Light travels, until it hits something or die. He flashes his eyes whenever he like.
Day 146: Fix
People don’t say, but they know.
He is clearly a mutan.
A long neck with two faces.
And eyes like mutated daisy.
Day 145: Tricked
Love is magic when the love blinds heart.
Heart won’t move without sight.
Sight won’t be clear unless eyes are bright.
Bright eyes see no love.
Day 144: Remote
Nobody I know knows.
There is a remote control.
People that knows ignore.
It’s just an eye a day, no more.
Day 143: Darken
Dark energy, float around.
Eyes see not enough.
It explode into piercing fire.
All eyes shut down.
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