I can't escape your eyes,
your cerulean gaze will follow me forever.
In every intractable stare,
I'm left paralyzed by the innocent.
I hope I know not of enmity.
I cannot bear the impending guilt.
They are innocent.
They must be born innocent.
Every melody that invades my ears,
I hear it in your voice.
I can veritably feel my heart break.
Once again, entirely over again.
If they echo you, could I bear it?
I have no other choice.
For they are a part of myself.
The most important part of myself.
God **** you're beautiful.
To me, you're everything.
Jul 4, 2013
Jul 4, 2013 at 3:55 PM UTC
I can't escape your eyes,
your cerulean gaze will follow me forever.
In every intractable stare,
I'm left paralyzed by the innocent.
I hope I know not of enmity.
I cannot bear the impending guilt.
They are innocent.
They must be born innocent.
Every melody that invades my ears,
I hear it in your voice.
I can veritably feel my heart break.
Once again, entirely over again.
If they echo you, could I bear it?
I have no other choice.
For they are a part of myself.
The most important part of myself.
God **** you're beautiful.
To me, you're everything.
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