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The moon is nothing compared to the light in his eyes Eyes that were so blue it seemed as if looking in the skies The warmth that they hold as he stares made me feel lost at sea They are so captivating that I lost all hope of ever being free I'm the luckiest girl to see those eyes every morning when I wake They hold is love for me and all the memories we will continue to make His eyes first caught my attention but his whole being kept it I really owe my thanks to those speckles of blue For their role in love that with a flame that is eternally lit The speckles that I will stare into as we say I do
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Jul 17, 2020
Jul 17, 2020 at 7:14 PM UTC
His eyes
The moon is nothing compared to the light in his eyes Eyes that were so blue it seemed as if looking in the skies The warmth that they hold as he stares made me feel lost at sea They are so captivating that I lost all hope of ever being free I'm the luckiest girl to see those eyes every morning when I wake They hold is love for me and all the memories we will continue to make His eyes first caught my attention but his whole being kept it I really owe my thanks to those speckles of blue For their role in love that with a flame that is eternally lit The speckles that I will stare into as we say I do
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Jul 17, 2020
Jul 17, 2020 at 7:14 PM UTC
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