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May 2017
As I look into your eyes, brighter than the bluest skies the kind of eyes that mesmerize, the ones where all my trouble dies.
As I look into your eyes, the ones that make my spirits rise, with looks that beauty never buys, as I gaze into your eyes.
And I stroke your silky hair, my worries fade without a care.
I take a breath of frosty air and look into your eyes so fair.
I simply cannot help but stare, emotions that I couldn't share come rushing out with such despair, and now my fears are everywhere.
But then you stop me then and there, with compassion truly rare, help me with the load I bear, and put an end to my nightmare.
You help me out like it's your duty, I'm thankful for my blue eyed beauty
Written by
Charlie Renaud  19/M/Canada
     Cné, ---, Kim, Kevin Michael Kappler, --- and 5 others
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