Her eyes.

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Thursday, 24 August.
9:45 PM.

Her eyes.

" Tired,
she was so tired.
Her soul was drained,
and her heart worn out.
But her eyes,
oh her deep,
dark,
brown eyes,
they held so much.
Her eyes,
screamed for help,
and begged for attention.
Her eyes,
cried for love,
and prayed for happiness.
Her eyes,
oh her eyes,
were filled with so much desperation,
it hurts to look.
And maybe,
that's why nobody ever looked in her eyes,
and recognized
the sadness and pain,
that was so desperately trying to find a way out,
that was so clearly visible,
in her eyes,
in her deep,
dark,
brown eyes. "

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