BROKEN EYES
YEARS AND YEARS AGO
I SAW HIM
A BOY WITH BROWN EYES
EYES LIKE A WORLD FULL OF CHOCOLATES
EYES LIKE WINDOWS
EYES WITH COMFORT
EYES IN WHICH I CAN SEE MY ENTIRE WORLD REVOLVE
BUT THOSE EYES ALSO HAD A TINGE
A TINGE OF BETRAYAL
A BITTER BETRAYAL THAT I HAD TO TASTE
YEARS AND YEARS AFTER
I SAW HIM
THE SAME BOY WITH THOSE EYES
EYES FULL OF PAIN
EYES WITH HURT
EYES WITH REGRET
EYES BEGGING FOR FORGIVENESS
BUT AGAIN THOSE EYES HAD A TINGE
THIS TIME A TINGE OF LOVE
AND I DEFINITELY HAD TO TASTE IT
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