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The Eyes Have It
Your eyes have signaled a defeat,
despite your words: weak trials
to set a victory scene complete
with lies, sneers, and bogus smiles --
all hope, all truth, finally fled --
a game unstoppable once started.
What‘s left is but a love now dead,
sad stories since we met and parted.
All lives contain elemental stuff --
romance, drama, and cartoons.
Let's have (we suffer through enough)
no crying clowns, no blue balloons.
But oh! the hurt within those eyes
that dam the tears your speech denies!
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