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The Night Has A Thousand Eyes

The night has a thousand eyes,
   And the day but one;
Yet the light of the bright world dies
   With the dying sun.

The mind has a thousand eyes,
   And the heart but one:
Yet the light of a whole life dies
    When love is done.


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  • December 12, 2007
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    LOVE...tough stuff to figure out!

    From guest Ryan (contact)
    Amazing poem about love and what life is like when its gone. "the light of a whole life dies When the love is gone." Your heart only truly sees that one person, and when that love is gone, it does feel like your whole life dies! There is one thing I don't get when it comes to love though. How can someone tell you they love you for 2 years of your life, and then somehow change their mind or feel differently in a weeks time!?!


  • July 20, 2007
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    Don't get it.

    From guest Arli (contact)
    The night has a thousand eyes... we are more curious in the night And the day but one... but during the day, we go on with our lives, succumbing to peer pressure. Yet the light of the world dies with the dying sun.. But when the day is over, it is when we are more confused. The mind has a thousand eyes... the mind is curious, asking questions always And the heart but one... but the heart goes on with what it feels Yet the light of a whole life dies when love is done... But if you have no love, you cannot question. Summary? When we are more curious, we grow more confused. Therefore...I'm confused. I still don't get it. Help!