Dare I venture to your eyes?
Beneath the shine I shall find
Blur scars of mysteries
Of the cold fog to verify
That at the lights dim afar
Shining on a jar of hearts
Harvested when the moon is full
With a smile you coat your stealthy darts.
Along the words you defy
All attempts to rectify
The black intentions of what you see
Your conscience dies in agony.
From a home to another you enchant
The dark words of what you spell:
"Oh heart ahead, trick or treat?"
But both are one in what you mean!
Your veil controls what seems divine.
A victim of yours is hypnotized.
In the eyes of yours it's Halloween
yet others call it Valentine.
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