Prism Eyes
Prism Eyes 
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felixebanks Poetry is not dead.
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See the world through a prism.

Prism Eyes

You’ve always seen the good in me

You melted away my misery

and cynicism

Saw my true colours, like refracted light through a prism

You saw the colours behind my black trenched coat

Your words uplifting while others wish they could lift me by my throat

I’d never wish harm on to another but sometimes I wish they’d choke

I can see their negativity building like a toad’s belly swelling with words before they croak

Better out than in they say but at the end of the day, is it better for them or me?

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