The face shows who you are
a reflection of the feelings
like a mirror is the face
cannot hide your stealings.
The mirror will not tell lies
it could hardly deceive you
it in a way never shies
tells your looks in true.
The deception you design
would not adorn your face
they would appear as a feign
and throw you out of place.
The dislike in your heart
displayed in the facial expression
tells what runs in the plot
relating itself to the distraction.
Nothing could you conceal
be it good or bad
your eyes give you in a deal
be it happy or sad.
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