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Oct 2013
Blue.
His eyes are so amazingly blue that they could fill an ocean with their depth.
They're almost crystalized and fragile.
Glass eyes; if they shed a tear, they would surely break.
His eyes see more than just plain sight; ironically, it's almost as if they can see into the souls of all around him.
His eyes can see the real quality of a person for all they are.
Underneath all of the games and masks, he can see who I am.
Blue.
Eyes that blue could make the sky jealous of it's vastness and color.
Steel Blue, my favorite shade.
His eyes are beautiful, and if possible, I'd like to lose myself in them for a while.
Erin-Taylor
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Erin-Taylor  24/F/New Jersey
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