She knew her language
; Perfectly.
Her professors taught her.
She even went to an institute
To learn it better
When she was a little dumb girl
Who just thought that
It is The Language
Which is going to shape her soul
Shit!
Now, she realizes that
It was the language of his eyes
That she had to learn by heart.
The unforgettable language of his
Waterless, emotionless,
spiritless, lifeless, hopeless eyes
which were full of
Metaphors!
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