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Her Eyes

Her eyes: red and strained, her hands: tense and quick
A still glare matched with erratic fingers
Obsession with past, present, and future
Stories, jokes, books all in one place
What happened to her? Who did this to her?
The romantic hand written love letter
Or the long talks with the one you love, gone
Degraded to pixels on a blank screen

Her eyes, her hands, her hair, her lips, her voice
I miss her. I want more than a text or
An email. The cold stare against the screen
Used to be warm and loving when she looked
At me. I love her. I loved her, the old
her. What will it take to get her back home?
Her eyes, her hands, her hair, her lips, her love
Degraded to pixels on a lit screen



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