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Jul 2015
You,
with your
blue eyes that pierce through me,
that puncture through my defenses.

You,
with your
razor sharp gaze that slices me to pieces,
that cuts through to my soul.

You,
with your
sidelong glances and furrowed brow,
have captured me
quite thoroughly.
From Jess's Lips
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