Blank stares at pretty sunsets blood on his hands and hate in his eyes blank stares at pretty sunsets romance in the air and butterflies blank stares at pretty sunsets the sorrow laid heavy on his heart blank stares at pretty sunsets the love pouring out of his body… like the blood pouring out of hers. blank stares at pretty sunsets his love won’t die like she is. release your lover’s hate blank stares at pretty sunsets blank stares at pretty sunsets her eyes glisten in the twilight. (poem, not serious, just art) peace love and marijuana sauce...