I will always hold you in my iris
In my vessels
In the spools of blood
The great, the no good.
Part of me will never be free
Of your terse tone
Your dulcet moan
I loved you too much
I didn’t hold back
I followed you into the black
They were always dark
Those irises of mine
But in you I found something divine
So when I say forever
Despite your sighs
Know you will always be held captive
Within these eyes.
(c)Slumpless
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