(Wake) Behind Blue Eyes

Hidden behind Blue eyes

High up & inside Cerulean skies

While floating on clouds, nine nearby

The destination of Love’s demise

Where He tries to cover up lies

With even more lies like red tape &

Enough to create Caine’s crimson cape &

Make manifestations of illusion take shape &

Though figuring it out now, figurines are too late &

So I’m needing to store them in a wooden crate

Sentenced to be shoved in an attic but breaks

On its way there so have some time to sit & waste

Away as if I Am Mazzy in May who’s awaiting the date

When Her best friend & §weet mate finally wakes


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