I look at your scars
And then at your kind face
With its pain-filled eyes
And I know
We both see
Each other’s damaged souls
No words need to pass our lips
That look says it all
We are the walking-wounded
We can hide our pain from everyone
Behind our bright smiles
But we few see
That it never reaches our eyes
Oh our pain-filled eyes
That’s how we spot each other a mile away
I pause a moment in acknowledgement
And watch the glimmer of recognition
Come across your face
For that moment we are not alone
And then in the next it’s gone
As we part
Wordlessly
Not daring to truly let another in
No matter how much common ground
Lay between us
Seen in those pain-filled eyes
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