Mikey Fiedorczuk

June 23, 2006 - Chicago
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Wild Eyes

His wild eyes endure
The slightest imperfections that make her pure.
The sudden beam in her eyes
Travels across the plane like a dagger in disguise.

To no avail
Does his heart prevail
The space in his soul
That is out of control.

Uncertainty fills the void
Of a man that has been destroyed.
His love cannot conform
For it is greater than what was known.
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