Eyes
I am afraid to look out the window
As I am afraid that I will see
The pair of eyes staring back at me
They, neither mean nor scary
Nice nor serene
No hint of kindness, solely simple, plain and placid as could be
They, so simple
Are black as a moonless night
Devoid of all expression
Staring back at me
I know not what they seek
Or to whom they belong
They, who terrify me
I am afraid to look out that window
In case I might see
Those eyes
Staring back at me
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