Blue eyes
My eyes drift twords you without my knowing
Your voice is so soft its hard to hear
But it makes me want to hear more
quiet like falling snow.
Your blue eyes show a pain ive only ever seen in the mirror.
Your eyes pirce my very soul
never wavering
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