When words malign and smiles turn sly - like those deceiving mirages in the desert, we have the eyes speak the truth. You can live stuck to the web of illusions flawlessly constructed by your own mind, fooling your self and the world around. But when the forest is set on fire, or when tonnes of brimstone happen to fall right on your head - oh verily yes - your eyes surely will tremble the tremble. Those loverly pair of apples in your socket will reveal what your mind tries to hide - for they, in boldness, speak the language of the heart.
Eyes don't lie
Lies, fully deny
Deny with fury
Fury in glory
Glory like Nemo's Dory
The blue tang with short memory
Memories, the lasting ones, remind me of the story
I cry, cry and I cry
Oh! Fallen have I in love - only to die!
So what of it? Would you die just because you have fallen in love? Was that a fall? Did you hurt yourself when you fell? Oh, poor you, are your limbs bleeding? Nay, I see your eyes and hear their voice. It is the heart that bleeds - you want to say. But you hush it down for no avail. Look at your eyes, they reveal. Why do you have to live in suppression? How could you bear that hell! Cut loose from all the dogma that pins you down to the dirt. Be ye free. Fall no more. Let love bring forth genuine smiles and spread happiness. For love that once lifted me would lift you up too, I pray!
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