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The Wandering Eyes Of A Hopeless Fool

The wandering eyes

of a hopeless fool

looking for love

when really

we just needs


more hobbies


He looks and looks

everywhere

but

inward


His eyes connect with a few

and they hold his gaze

but always

too

briefly


The eyes reveal

so much

too much

and his

always seem

to be

leaking

and

tired


His feet hurt

as he wanders around this planet

searching

for something

that doesn’t

exist


Perfection


He searches for


Perfection


Just so he can be

constantly

disappointed


Caught in a perpetual spiral

of

self-induced

suffering


And his eyes,


they show it all.


-C.H.


 
 
 

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