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  Sad eyes

SAD EYES

Sad and tired she looks,
you can see she's worn out.
She finds no joy in reading books,
but she is not able to shout.

Her eyes are showing,
that she has cried.
Sadness is growing
even in sunlight.

His live was getting harder
each and every day.
She tried to comfort her father,
till death took him away.



© Michelle Klemm

 
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