Eyes.

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I miss the time when my smile reached my eyes.
I've never had very pretty eyes.
But with the smile you put on my face
They shined, sparkled, shimmered
All those fancy S words
But now they're dull and lifeless
I want you to come make me smile again
I want my eyes be alive again

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