Through The Eyes of The Opposite Sex
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Mesmeric moody eyes thoroughly perceiving the world's demise
As her soul silently cries, knowing there is a fall after every rise
For she has stumbled down and crawled on the fiery filthy ground
Times she'd almost drowned with her heart in the lost and found
No one truly grasps what lies behind her mask, what eyes hide
Many have tried but none could apprehend what collides inside
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Death penalty as her fate to which not one person could relate
Due to weight she has to carry, she was once led by blind hate
Towards that covering cocoon with every little detail as her jail
Trying to get rid of that protective veil, she tried but only to fail
Crawling in mud, locked in this rotten shell of flesh and blood
Lonely nights she spends cutting in it, tasting a crimson flood
Dreadfully disgusted by her silk skin for it’s not who she is within
Line between hate and love is so thin for envy became her sin
Views blonde beauties wishing she was them, oh so careless
She was left behind completely airless by a sudden rare stress
Caused by an impatience in her soul to show who she really is
Urge to break free in a beautiful bliss to prove she truly exists
Perceiving the world through eyes of a man and soul of a girl
As lonesome wolf she hurled due to her mind being so twirled
Creating cruel, cold life caught up in body of the opposite sex
Confused because of complex thoughts that her soul reflects
Voluptuous females claim not one guy could do what he can
But how do you tell someone you’re a woman inside a man?
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