Her
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He
What happened to your eyes?
She
They met yours. Now they are nothing. They bled. They thought that loving you was the best thing. They were wrong. Eyes are delusional. They tend to predict future, often something that wouldnt happen. Every time I wish to sleep, your sight comes. I stay awake. Hand this spoon and pull them out. My eyes are filth. They haunt me.
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