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I'd like to tell you the story of the eyes that changed my world. It wasn't hazel but instead it was sunken bloodshot eyes. His eyes were heavy-lidded and fringed with incredibly long lashes. It was deep and empty yet it was penetrating my soul. Invitingly mysterious and all I could think of the first time I laid my eyes on it, I was love-struck. It was restless yet it makes me breathless. Allured by a round burning brown-eyed. I for sure was bewitched by his unusual ***** of sight. I was lost in a hollow passage of his soul. The colors that are painted beneath his eyelids was full of sorrows and chaos. They are beautiful but it was cold and dark in it. It carries his heart and draws everything in it. It captures all that I am and makes me see things some can't. A hurricane in his eyes yet it laid my nerves calm. A very familiar and miraculous jellylike pair in a bony orbit. It harbor the lonely skies, enigmatic as the universe itself. His eyes were unconquerable. You get lost and you get found.
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Aug 19, 2021
Aug 19, 2021 at 10:30 PM UTC
Gateway of the Soul
I'd like to tell you the story of the eyes that changed my world. It wasn't hazel but instead it was sunken bloodshot eyes. His eyes were heavy-lidded and fringed with incredibly long lashes. It was deep and empty yet it was penetrating my soul. Invitingly mysterious and all I could think of the first time I laid my eyes on it, I was love-struck. It was restless yet it makes me breathless. Allured by a round burning brown-eyed. I for sure was bewitched by his unusual ***** of sight. I was lost in a hollow passage of his soul. The colors that are painted beneath his eyelids was full of sorrows and chaos. They are beautiful but it was cold and dark in it. It carries his heart and draws everything in it. It captures all that I am and makes me see things some can't. A hurricane in his eyes yet it laid my nerves calm. A very familiar and miraculous jellylike pair in a bony orbit. It harbor the lonely skies, enigmatic as the universe itself. His eyes were unconquerable. You get lost and you get found.
I was 15 when I wrote this.
#eyes#gatewayofthesoul#soul#lovestruck#bewitched#seen
HerenaRosas
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HerenaRosas
19/F/Philippines
Aug 19, 2021
Aug 19, 2021 at 10:30 PM UTC
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