If the eyes are the windows to the soul
Why can't you see the anguish
with each glance that passes your way

The longing and confusion that I send to you
With every stolen moment

And why can't I read what you are giving out
You signals are so crossed
I never know what you are thinking
What is it that you want?

Madeline Fazio

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