Sometimes I see things
It's a rare occurance
because I don't mean to see them
I mean to look away from something
else.
Sometimes I notice
But only for a split second
but I don't usually remember
until hours later
Today I noticed something
It was a rare occurance
I didn't mean to see them
I meant to look away from something else
Today I noticed
But only for a split second
I didn't remember
until now
Today I shied away
From what was in front of my face
and I noticed from across the room
a pair of eyes
and what a sight they were to see
I wonder if they had seen
the pair of green
looking at their sky.
Dec 6, 2011
Dec 6, 2011 at 10:36 PM UTC
Sometimes I see things
It's a rare occurance
because I don't mean to see them
I mean to look away from something
else.
Sometimes I notice
But only for a split second
but I don't usually remember
until hours later
Today I noticed something
It was a rare occurance
I didn't mean to see them
I meant to look away from something else
Today I noticed
But only for a split second
I didn't remember
until now
Today I shied away
From what was in front of my face
and I noticed from across the room
a pair of eyes
and what a sight they were to see
I wonder if they had seen
the pair of green
looking at their sky.
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