Memoirs of an Imperfect Angel
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Open Doors That Are My Eyes
How can you see into my eyes like open doors?
Do they show you all my memories?
Do they show you my happiness?
Do they show you my pain?
Do the doors lead you into me?
Where do you go through those doors that are my eyes?
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