Ocean Eyes
I remember thinking,
that your blue
deep dark blue eyes
... Could solve anything
Cure
anything
and that your smile...
your pearly white smile
could fix my sadness,
but when the ocean eyes
became the cause of my pain
and the grinning moon
became the cause of my tears.
I realized... that i was wrong.
You were more of a diease
than a cure.
You did not improve the light
but only made it darker
and as i run from the darkness that hollows,
I can no longer think about ocean eyes and the grinning moon
because,
You are the darkness that follows.
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