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Green eyed dream


Late and early, day and night, I so dearly wished to stay at the sight, Green eyes looked at me and soon said goodbye, But I just can't let go of what I saw that night, Hair so dark and fixed up, as he sat inside the car, A shirt so tight that it wore like a scar, A jawline lean and perfect, sharp like a knife, Then daylight came, whisked him away, And in bed is right where I was that day, He may have been a dream, But that dream was real to me, For when I dream the faces seen are oh, So much unclear to me, But in the night as I sleep, The face that I had seen, was oh so kind and clean, With a fine jawline, a tight fitting shirt, and eyes a beautiful, clear and wonderful, Stunning color of deep forest green.
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I'm 20 years old and have been writing poems and stories since I can remember, I love to create things and I hope to continue to do so.

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