The eye. Not just a coincidence. More than a gateway but a key? Bound up in snaky skin the eye lets out the light. The knowledge of within. Strung up substance becomes a meaningful existence… I wish I could peel away the rest and escape from this agonising excuse for a body. Blood isn't worth it. The light is so blindingly bright it is painful to let it in. Burning Breath. Velvet ebony curtains would be easier to shut than these feeble bits of fickle flesh. Could this life be too much for the soul? We all feel the need to escape! Sometimes the eye watches moments too catastrophic to comprehend and you can' t lock it shut. But could the world be beautiful? The eyes are truth; they aren't hiding anything.
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