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Brown Eyes
Brown eyes hold no secrets,
No they can tell no lies.
Blue eyes can work magic,
And draw such soft sweet sighs.
Brown eyes seem to know things,
Blue eyes never will.
Like how to take an empty cup,
And always overfill.
Brown eyes may not sparkle,
Perhaps there is no soul behind.
Blue eyes canvas secrets,
And desires of the mind.
Brown eyes have a softness,
A pain that dulls their shine,
For brown eyes dare to feel the things,
Blue eyes leave behind.
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