eyes are a window to the soul
and yours are wide open
staring at the ceiling
waiting for something to happen
you wonder why the earth still spins
after what the world did to you
after they kick, bite and spit
after they all walk over you
sometimes you just wish
you are in a disney movie
with all the smiley faces
and all the joy
but when life gives you lemons
she squeezes it in your eyes
the eyes are a window to the soul
your soul is lemonade
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Maxym Gauthier
i’m a french canadien poet,i’m mostly sad and sad,and hungry.
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