The Eye

I can still remember those eyes, clearly
Tough eyes looking at us stright in the eyes
Even we passed it, they’re still watching like no blinking
I don’t understand, really
They were like a judge observing a suspect
I don’t understand, really
What things we did so wrong
We were just soaked in the rain
We just gave a little present to the poor
I don’t understand, really
But it keeps bothering not so considering
That tough eyes

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