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Oct 2015
Your eyes. A deep blue. Like the ocean.
I felt safe when I looked into them.
I’ve seen your eyes light up with happiness.
I’ve seen them swell up with tears.
They always stayed the same beautiful blue.
Until the day they turned red.
The day those loving blue eyes filled with hate.
You could have lit the sky on fire with those eyes.
But you chose to burn me instead.
Issy
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Issy
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   Ashley Gray and Emily Joyce
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