That innocence challenged my pugnacious behaviour,
that smile made me vulnerable,
Those eyes were honest,
they were the cause of those maledictions,
which were thrown at me,
there was a comeliness inside,
which was thrashed and abashed,
by the rage,
which grew inside me every moment,
it made me lugubrious,
I was not able to handle those emotions,
I rose up ferociously,
and I killed that man…
Eyes are always honest. Beautiful! ✌
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