poem hunter13

Emerald Eyes

These eyes of mine are sometimes dark,
Yet sometimes bright and filled with life.
So to these words you should hark,
Or become a wretch, riddled with strife.
You cannot hide your pain from me,
The eyes show me it all.
For I know what others cannot see,
And it is I that will give the clarion call.
This body cannot be made to kneel or bow,

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