Your Eyes
Your eyes told a story,
A story of drugs and abuse,
I could see right through your soul,
I would get scared to look in your eyes though,
Cause each time I did I felt sad for you,
I could do nothing for you but how I wish I could,
Even after all the things you have been through I was still mean to you,
What I did was very wrong and I know that now, I led you to do this didn’t I?
Now I can’t see your eyes anymore.
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