Thursday, October 11, 2012

As I combed my hair, I looked into the mirror


Sad Eyes

Your eyes look sad.
Disrupting your glare.
You close them and frown.
For longer now.
A long strip of hair awakens the haze.
It feels so much clearer than never before.
Sweet like milk candy and more
You open your mouth and utter a word.
From the song in your ears.
It bounces and halts.
Your sad eyes open, slower this time.
They smile like never before.






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