Common

"Looking into a mirror i stare in
             in to my eyes.
seeing secrets of my imagination.
coming from my heart that cries.
  My realism and compassion
are common in so many ways.
being rich isn't having money.
but having heart always pays.
So as i look into the mirror i see
 eyes that try to hide so much.
the difference of happy and sad
  is only separated by a single
                  touch"


       4/07/18....................Eyes/Heart/Difference

heartrhyme

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