EyesA Poem by CrowI'm not a klepto. I just have a thing for shiny objects.Your eyes, oh your eyes. How beautifully they'd shone. So I snatched them from your head. A̘̦"n̰̬d̷̠̜̜ "͎͙̠̤ͅI̠͚̮͈̦̖ ̛̩̤̰̮̩k̥̣̻͚͢ȩ̺p̪͎̮̹̟t̛"̞ ̷̠̤̤"t"͚̦̰̠̹h̪e͇͍̞̤͎̦m̸̝͈̥ ҉̱"f̘̠̬̜̣͈͢o̜r͇͚̥̟"͎͇ ̨͚̻̺̦̰™͈m̫͙̩͇͡y̢™™͉̭ ̧̝ọ̴͙w̡͚n̨.̺͝
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