Like Cat Eyes
Two yellow orbs,
Glow through the dark,
Like a beam of light,
Stabbing through the dark,
The cold air consumes her feelings,
And the smell of Death lingers,
She lowers her head and weaps,
As they take her husband,
And leave her,
Looking back only once,
With cat eyes,
And she is left alone,
To weap long into the night
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