The Pleading Eyes
I still see their pleading eyes
Staring and unable to be disguised
For their thoughts are of what came before
Not wanting to face the truth any more
Will it be the angel of death enthralling
Or that they are left at life’s bitter calling
But in the end, it does not matter or change
The staring eyes will remain without exchange.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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