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It’s in the eyes..
Where truth can be told..
Many things kept inside..
Of the pain we hold...

It’s in the tears that fall..
So silent, not heard..
When we know we can’t speak..
Through our own words...

It’s a raging war within ourselves..
That keeps us withdrawn..
When guilt builds clutter..
Because love once felt is gone..

It’s found in her shaky voice..
When she tries to explain..
And he refuses to listen...
As he knows it is The End...

But the harsh words...
That she spews her way...
He’s forced to hear
As she lowers him in the decay...

She said it’s all done..
It’s over, the End...
And as much as it hurts..
They can no longer pretend...

Once feelings have gone...
And they won’t reappear...
It’s time to move on...
To a life that’s sincere....