The Cold of My Eyes
You look in my eyes, say they're crystals, they're lakes
You tell me they're jewels, well if they are then they're fakes
The crystals are faulted, not clean cut and nice
The lakes are long frozen from water to ice
You say Im your life then leave me to die
You're so proud of yourself and your every lie
You feel Im yours, but I wont be fooled twice
The next time you hold me all will be ice
And the ice is cold to the touch
Though the lips say they love you so much
My heart's been frostbit by my icicle eyes
Frozen is my soul, so go on claim your prize
And die in the cold of my eyes
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