what the heart cannot speak 'bout it is those eyes that shout all the pain, all the sorrow and the longing for a sun tomorrow. what the heart cannot tell it's those eyes that reveal all the stories you want to spill it's them that show what's real. what is behind those scars that count like the night stars all the lines and the bars and it is your beauty that it mars but darling, tell me the reasons why reveal to me those that make you cry be brave, bold, and naked - don't be shy You can flaw me like how the dust does to the sky. - Psychē
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