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Brown Eyes

Brown Eyes
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Deep brown eyes looking at me

Looking at me with love

Tender passion

Arising passion

I can’t deny

Because of the bond

I can’t accept because of  “real” life

Feelings aside

No passion inside

I can’t lie anymore

I can’t be truthful now

How do I survive

From this moment on to the next

How do I lie

I am not ready yet to reveal the truth

Deep brown eyes

Looking at me with love

Arising passion

It is no fashion How I feel inside

There is no comparison





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