
People would be dying in droves
on the streets and in ocean coves
if looks could kill
there’s
blue eyes with knives
brown eyes dark with menace
green eyes full of venom
thousand-yard stares
eyeballs burning like emergency flares
glances that strip souls
gazes that grind bones
eagle eyes that follow prey
dead eyes that never stray
you know people say
if looks could kill
this would be your last day
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