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Sep 2017
I remember the look in your hazel eyes
You had nothing left to give me
Your jaw was tight
And your eyes were fierce
You had given up inside
Ready to let go of me
Sick of me
And my **** tears
My moods
Everything that irritates you beyond yourself...
I remember your hazel eyes
On the brink of giving up on us.
Elizabeth Burns
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Elizabeth Burns  South Africa
(South Africa)   
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