In her mazy long life
She has seen all kinds of eyes
Narrow deeply injured eyes
grey obstinate eyes
ghost-bright eyes
Radar-like glittering eyes
meek burdened eyes
feverish suffering eyes
warmth exuding eyes
brilliant-black eyes
Doleful blinking eyes
crafty shifty eyes
small mean eyes
bottled anger eyes
packed despair eyes
insolent rheumy eyes
sad silent eyes
quiet courageous eyes
Tear filled eyes
soft-dark eyes
teasing hopeful eyes
sparling clever eyes
gleaming proud eyes
averted shameful eyes
rolling twisting eyes
hollow gloomy eyes
Most of all she remembers
blissfully blind eyes
whose spectral gaze
shines like shadowy caves
wherein certain death lurks
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