In Her Eyes 2 - Poem by Michael Bogle
I looked in her eyes and saw a loveliness, and sereneness.
I looked in her eyes and saw a loneliness, and bliss.
I saw deep within her soul, the love and the pain.
I saw deep within her soul, the hate and dispair.
Her eyes were like glass, shiny and ready to slice.
Her mouth was like a sinkhole, filled with malice.
Her mind was filled with garbage, and she had no one to take it out.
All the pain, all the fears, all the agony, she began to pout.
For if it was not for her father, she would know how to love.
For it was he, who, killed her love.
In her eyes she saw herself as her father did, as soft as a dove.
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