Sabria's Eyes

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My eyes are REALLY big

Windows to my soul

They speak, they yell

They laugh, they glare

Giving away my sectret "all nighters"

Revealing my stress to the world

They don'y lie

Ever.

They pour down rain like heavy clouds

They tell me stories of the world

They tell MY story

They feel

Jabs of others' pain

Images that can't be unseen

Feelings that can't be unfelt

They love

Warm, brown compassion

Pull back the curtain

Draw up the blinds

Lean against the window pane

Closer.

Break down the glass

Push out the screen

Feel the sofl breeze

Brown, black, white,

Deeper.

Film, tissue, muscle

Deeper. 

Pain, sorrow, self consciousness, insecurity, depression

Deeper.

Its too much.

Too loud, too deep, too soft, too true

It's real

Its all a part of me

Much more than what they appear to be

Not just for sight

My eyes tell my story

My eyes are REALLY big

 

 

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