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Mate your eyes tell a story!!!


Smile is what the world gets to see
Smile is what, I intend, they take away too
Smile is what, I prefer, remains consistent
So there’s no point in asking me “How do you do”

The world gets to see it, they feel envious
The world gets to share it, they take it for granted
Is the mirror a window to another world?
Coz only the mirror rarely gets to see it

It can lead to laughter, It may come with tears
You could smile when you blush, or might want to just hide your fears
You may smile when you’re guilty, a smile may be sly
All you see is a smile, tough to reach the inner layers

But like windows on an opaque wall
The eyes seek for themselves some glory
And One of those millions around you, the one who you’d least expect, would suddenly tell you
“Mate, your eyes tell a story”

So much for the effort of smiling then
Out comes your mind from underneath the smiling layers
And when what the mind says can be heard by someone
You would know you’re with a friend who genuinely cares

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