Your burdened eyes of glazened wet
As tears your cheeks do burn
The silent gaze or worried look
Your heart is mine to yearn
Your hands upon my face are warm
Yet trembling steady hold
You look to me for pleas of words
of words that are untold
Your burdened eyes they seem so dark
of gloomy cloudy skies
They search for mine to find the truth
They're asking me the why's
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