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Brain, heart, eyes and lips

Brain, heart, eyes and lips

Our brain is our prison 
or our palace 

Our heart is our curse 
or our cure

Our eyes are our lies
or our light 

Our lips are our sins
or our sincerity  

From my lying lips to my burdened brain
Why’s living such a strain?

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Jim "The Lad" ....

really cool write!..................................................................................Jim

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Gwendoline

An epic message in such a short amount of words. Love it đź’–

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Marion

Brilliant write...love it and it's sooooo true...glass half empty, half full kind of write...mine is always drained! x

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Sad Girl

I’m glad you liked it!

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Shaun Cronick

Great write and a real food for thought message that prevails throughout.
Thoroughly enjoyed where you took me with your standalone question conclusion.
Full honours to you Sad Girl and deservedly bestowed.
And thank you for sharing.

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Sad Girl

Thank you very much, I’m glad you liked it! 

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Neville

Who would have thought that forty-five individual words strung together like that and culminating in an unanswered  question could give so much pleasure to a guy that is so much into answers ........ very much enjoyed, thank you :) 

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Sad Girl

I’m glad, thank you! :)

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