Eyes Are Windows to the Soul

Poetry

Eyes Are Windows to the Soul

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

heartbreak
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Maxym Gauthier

i’m a french canadien poet,i’m mostly sad and sad,and hungry.

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