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thearchipen There’s a story between the lines
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“Eyes are the window to the soul”

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She thought she knew,

She thought she knew, The innocence of assumption

She thought she knew, The innocence of assumption Had her so sure of knowing

She thought she knew me

She thought she knew me Before she ever looked me in my eyes,

She thought she knew me Before she ever looked me in my eyes, But how could she possibly know?

And then we met, alone

And then we met, alone Her and I, under the beautiful blue sky

And then we met, alone Her and I, under the beautiful blue sky And right there, her gaze caught mine

Trapped I was, perhaps wilfully

Trapped I was, perhaps wilfully As I let her in, long enough

Trapped I was, perhaps wilfully As I let her in, long enough For the dancing leaf to reach the soft ground

Reality was the interlocking of our eyes,

Reality was the interlocking of our eyes, Nothing else existed as she explored

Reality was the interlocking of our eyes, Nothing else existed as she explored The beautiful plains of my truth

And then it happened, her

And then it happened, her summer stroll through my soul passed through the only

And then it happened, her summer stroll through my soul passed through the only Door that was closed, and right there -

I retreated, cut the connection

I retreated, cut the connection At such speed she couldn’t even say bye,

I retreated, cut the connection At such speed she couldn’t even say bye, What if she kept wandering, what if she knew?

I looked away, she held her gaze where my eyes once were,

I looked away, she held her gaze where my eyes once were, She felt it, but she isn’t afraid,

I looked away, she held her gaze where my eyes once were, She felt it, but she isn’t afraid, perhaps she knows it too? She can’t possibly know.

Thanks for reading

Marcus

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