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Sitting side by side he asks in a whispered voice, "Whats the first thing you notice on a person" I replied, "their eyes". After a moments pause he asks me why I explain that no matter what color or shade An eye will tell you how deep there secrets go, How much they love Or how sad their heart is Eyes will tell you how passionate a person is Or how dark the deepest pits of them are. When i look at you, i see all the good things, and the not so good things. Everyone thinks the mouth spills secrets and lies But i promise you, its all in the eyes.
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Feb 4, 2015
Feb 4, 2015 at 9:29 PM UTC
The Eyes
Sitting side by side he asks in a whispered voice, "Whats the first thing you notice on a person" I replied, "their eyes". After a moments pause he asks me why I explain that no matter what color or shade An eye will tell you how deep there secrets go, How much they love Or how sad their heart is Eyes will tell you how passionate a person is Or how dark the deepest pits of them are. When i look at you, i see all the good things, and the not so good things. Everyone thinks the mouth spills secrets and lies But i promise you, its all in the eyes.
rachael-judd
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Feb 4, 2015
Feb 4, 2015 at 9:29 PM UTC
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