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Sad Eyes, Too
The mismatch of our eyes amazes me
Though through them both, the same things we will see
And, indeed, we both are coloured with brown hue
Of a similar darkness and lightness
The corners of mine eyes seem more touched by age
But these are grooves of great mirth, of laughter
It pains me to think your orbs are not tinged thus
(This I plan to change as your happy ever after)
I fail to see how you were called 'Sad Eyes'
When to me they ever glow happily,
And I, endlessly cheery and hopeful
Am left with les yeux darkened weepily
Too soon, the time when our eyes will be pair
Sad Eyes by distance, and pain, and despair.
