Those eyes
May be crying
Stinging
And being dyed
In red
Those whites
Aren't light
Black
Smears under
Those lids
Grief
Paints your face
Death
Hangs over your head
But remember
Those tears
Won't fall for long
Those eyes
Will be clear
Her life may be gone
But her stain
Remains
Her spirit
Sits
In all those
She lived with
In those eyes
Crying
For her
But you'll learn
To turn those tears
Into passion
Her body
May be gone
But soul
Everlasting
Energy passed
Onto you
And all who cared
The dead
Are only dead
If there energy
Is left
Untouched
But if you dig
Into your souls skin
You will find
Her light
Is always with you
If you live
Do things
That she did
You'll find
Her time
Hasn't really ended
Just passed
Onto you
So as soon
As those eyes
Find the reason
To shine again
Find
Her life
In the world
That holds you
Choose
To see
That she isn't gone
Just moved on
To a realm
All her own
Leaving behind
Her spirit
In those eyes
She wouldn't want to cry
Forever
But learn
To endure life
And shine
Keep those eyes
Bright
Even if
You lose a life
There never truly lost
If you learn
To dig deep
And find them
Inside
Of those eyes
That wont cry
Forever
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Speaking Eyes
Puisia book, showing that just a pair of eyes, can speak things you could never hear or see, trigger warning just in case
