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In Her Eyes

I can see the sadness in her eyes

The kind that time creates

Evidence of the pain she feels

Proof her poor heart aches

 

I can see the loneliness in her eyes

Reflections of the world she's known

A life that never felt complete

A mind too often alone

 

I can see the despair in her eyes

She fears it's now too late

Her dreams are all just memories

Her empty soul awaits its fate

 

I can see the emptiness in her eyes.....every time I look in the mirror

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Amanda Daughtry

Sun 19th Jun 2016 15:15

Very relatable poem. Love it.

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Emer Ni Chorra

Thu 16th Jun 2016 22:45

Never lose hope xx

david coulthard

Fri 10th Jun 2016 21:54

What can I say, I have known a lot of people who have survived at all costs.

and a lot of people who have died before their time

the closer the family the harder is the pain

don't let the trick cyclists win kick em where it hurts

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