-poetry by deepy-
She studied his face
Like she was studying a book
Straining to understand
Wanting some sort of closure
Some sign of emotion
Of life
She wanted to know
What was inside
What he was hiding
She studied his heart
Wanting to see
What was inside
Who was inside
If it was her
If what she was wishing was true
She studied him
But it was like
He was written
In a whole other language
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