My eyes…that never wanted to see,
Tears falling from your eyes;
Are now raining and flowing into sea,
Even though I do not cry.
Eyes…that always glared in delight,
Watching your exquisite face;
Are now have lost their visual sight,
And is dark their every place.
Eyes…that ever wished you smile,
Being themselves into a trouble;
Now they’ve blasted like a missile,
Over the past that’s unforgettable.
Why the eyes are so mild and soft,
That they can’t bear a little cruch;
Now you’re all they’re thinking of,
And telling, “Thank you so much”.
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