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Apr 2014
There is just something
about your eyes.
Something hypnotic,
refreshing.
I don't know what it is.
But every time I look into them
everything is erased,
everything but you
everything but me
everything but us
and isn't that beautiful?
I don't know. It's 3:28 in the morning and I'm tired and evidently quite sappy, so for my own good I'm gonna go to bed now. ^^
Castiel
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