Behind these eyes.

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What can you see
When you look in my eyes
Am I a fool
Or perhaps I am wise
Do you see the mist
Of one about to cry

Do you see kindness
The empathic man
Or am I dishonest
Take what I can
Will I decieve you
Or leave you to drown
Or drag you ashore
You'll be glad
And not frown

You won't see a richman
All dripping in gold
You won't see a poor man
Whose easily sold
You will see a proud man
Who's been through the ringer
A man who will
Love you
Forever
And ever.

   AGL

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