I found the following poem in my office as I cleared my desk of personal items. It is to my attention, but the author is unknown. I wonder who wrote it...tell me or else!
Her eyes look over, half covered by lids
They slice
They slice through heart
They slice through souls
They sculpt a smile to return
Those glorious twin globes
She calls her eyes.
There was a note with it:
Hey, just want you to know I have no hard feelings. Here is a poem you inspired recently. It's been great getting to know you these past few days.
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