Eyes

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Eyes

No woman wants to feel
Second place is his eyes
No man wants to feel
Less than a man in hers
It's never easy to break up
While the heart still feels
Give him hers
Give her his
Give me yours
Give me mine
Oh well
Ni modo

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A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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