and at that moment
that exact moment
i saw the life leave her eyes
even if she wasnt dead
but she could have been
on the inside
i guess no one would ever know how she was feeling
no one could ever tell
she could fill her pillow with tears and still...
still laugh with the rest of the crowd
those dark eyes of hers
well those dark eyes had stories
they held many stories
many memories
many tears
and many feelings
Jul 25, 2017
Jul 25, 2017 at 6:06 PM UTC
and at that moment
that exact moment
i saw the life leave her eyes
even if she wasnt dead
but she could have been
on the inside
i guess no one would ever know how she was feeling
no one could ever tell
she could fill her pillow with tears and still...
still laugh with the rest of the crowd
those dark eyes of hers
well those dark eyes had stories
they held many stories
many memories
many tears
and many feelings
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