Deeper than the
darkest depths,
it’s your Brown
eyes that
spring my step
We laugh, and stride,
smile with glee
Speak of the church bells,
oh how they sing
You say you’re mine,
shine with pride
and yet, doubt curls
from inside
won’t you drag my
Heart through a mudslide?
constantly, I allow
my thoughts to misguide
7d ago
May 28, 2026 at 7:09 PM UTC
Deeper than the
darkest depths,
it’s your Brown
eyes that
spring my step
We laugh, and stride,
smile with glee
Speak of the church bells,
oh how they sing
You say you’re mine,
shine with pride
and yet, doubt curls
from inside
won’t you drag my
Heart through a mudslide?
constantly, I allow
my thoughts to misguide
