The face

The face

Never have I seen a face

So hollow and lifeless

The eyes move and the mouth speaks

But nothing lies beneath

To look directly into the abyss

Is to see a lifetime of pain

Buried under the surface

How people who call her a friend

Each day look into those eyes

Without crying with pity escapes me

If I call someone a friend

Never would I let her suffer

Even if she is the cause

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