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Feb 2018
Running my fingers through his silky dark hair
I notice his eyes
His eyes that whisper love
His eyes that hold secrets I can keep
His eyes that are hiding something I don’t know
His sorry, loving eyes
That make me forgive him no matter what he does
Written by
Abigail
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