Today I saw despair in your eyes,
those pretty brown eyes.
Your hands are clenched, your eyes narrowed
into a thin line,
your mouth curved down. Today I thought
weep in front of me, That I would count
your problems.
Your eyes they told me that something happened
The gloss opaque, pupils dilated
crimson-tinged nose, and
your eyes again. I whispered phrases
incoherent
ear told me: "Today I weep
cry tomorrow too?
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