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                                                                                      My black eye, is a dark one.
                                                                      It is not one that simply lingers for the time being.
                                                  It is one that stays with me in my mind and body, and will for my whole life.
                                      Not a bruise to my eye or face,                           these eyes of mine see the world a dark black.
                            One does not simply HAVE a black             EYE,               not without going through a tough and testing time.
                       I did not receive nor was I given my           BLACK EYE           I was born with this one embedded deep into my skull.
          To see the darkness of this place, with my             BLACK EYE             makes it black. Searching out morbid thoughts bring in view.
Ignoring the bright dynamics of existence does this                EYE               succeed. No longer accepting help from another, lighter point of view.
        There are too many shadows that cover this soul.                              guarded from a light of friendship and comfort, only accepting pain.
                     I pray for this eye to heal, but this pain is much harder to rid. It sits there inside with no place to go, go and escape.
                                         Leering back from every mirror, burning every soul it casts its gaze upon, It pushes back.
                                                             Keeping from its owner the healing of someone else's faith.
                                                                                       This is my inner black eye.

Best of wishes in all thy future endeavors & ♥ ∞,
— the one without shade