I See

November 15, 2008
Like mine, do your eyes shine?

I see your eyes hold secrets in a shrine

Your eyes hold stories, old and new

Yours are the eyes I can see through

Your eyes, dark and colorless

They hold stories of loved ones you miss

Your eyes, piercing and crying

They show that inside you're slowly dying

Do you see what I see?





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