EYES

I can’t stand
that I see your face
every time I look into the mirror.

It’s those goddamn eyes.
Those black pupils
always staring back at me.

I’ve tried to forget you.
Like long ago,
when you forgot me.

Out the door you walked.
I was just a child.
It was easy to leave.

But that’s my problem.
It was too easy.
You wimp.
You coward.

What
could I ever have gained
from such a faulty soul?

Apparently,
just these dark holes
boring into me.

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