Sad Love
Eyes so dark and brown filled with mystery
Filled with a deep story you have yet to tell me
Why do you cry if I never told a lie
Maybe that's from experiences with people who didn't try
Maybe it's because I'm human and you are not use to that
You are use to cold heartless witches in on your back
Your heart might be in your pocket because it's nowhere close to your sleeve
I notice because when I give you loving hugs you leave
Please please open up to me
Then tell me the mystery story I wish to seek
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