Your eyes are as black as charcoal.
As they seems to look into my very soul.
From you sometimes I hide.
I don't want you to see me cry.
I don't want you to see me die.
In your eyes I see
Shadows of maybe losing me.
Your eyes on me I feel.
As I wish your fears weren't real.
More for you than me I kneel.
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