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Apr 2014
Were you taking to me earlier?
I have so much to say
About what I'm feeling
And how I'm doing today.
You say its not me,
But I know that is a lie,
Its me,
Not you,
But I will try
To tell you the cold hard truth.
I feel like I'm left handed,
Spinning out of control,
Or like a sinking boat,
Not knowing which way is up or down,
When I look into your ocean eyes.

Sometimes the sea is in turmoil,
Maybe I'm the reason why,
But you're one of the reasons my
Light blue eyes cry.
I know you don't mean it,
But now I won't lie:
My own ocean cries because of the thing you said
And for what you will never say.

But you were the only one
Who held my boat up,
Who plugged the holes and dried the tears,
I hope you don't regret.
I still cry,
But not because of you.
People have always been disillusioned
When navigating my ocean.
They say things they would never utter
To another human being.
Your ocean held my boat,
The others mopped it up.
Whally Definition: Having eyes of a light color
Aeya Jean Johnson
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