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Apr 2017
your eyes were the clearest of blues.
they were beautiful.
bright glowing gems that seemed to pulse,
adorned with the longest lashes
that curled gently towards the sky.
with your eyes closed,
they'd be the asymptotes that
never reached your cheeks.

your eyes were what made me fall in love with you.
all i can remember now
are those brilliant crystalline eyes of yours.
Christine
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Christine  19/F/New Jersey
(19/F/New Jersey)   
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