Poetry

Closed Eyes

What are you crying about?

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Broken eyes are what it feels
Thick from crying
Or not
Looking close to them
It is a division
Looking, far away
Seeing the little things close around
Slowly, through the day
Drinking coffee
All-day long
When you think
That you need it
By far, in your imagination
Fuelling the brain
While the thoughts take up your space today
Thinking, looking and doing what you can
Smile soften a little bit
Go with the flow
To do, what makes you, the person you are