Short poem - Eyes

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Chocolate brown eyes
Telling professionally trained lies.

Eyes that want to cry
A thunder storming rain but are dry.
Why?

Hard way they learnt that showing pain
Which is the epitome of vain
Seldom has a gain.

And so painfully, yet professionally trained lies
By chocolate brown eyes.

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