Evette Morales - Souls That Open

My wrath is endless
Feel the hate
Emanating
My glare like slate

Cold dead eyes
Mirror yours the same
To you, life is a game
But you always don't win

You eyes are a door
Into your soul
Some words for thought
Beginning the life you sought

Open you arms
For I am the giver
Your mind the receiver
Don't worry I'm not the deceiver

The name tag says nothing
So who are you?

Evette Morales

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