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you have boring eyes, or that's what you say. But in the fluorescent lights of a classroom they are an icy grey, piercing through my soul. And in the sunlight of the waterpark, they shine like the sky: as bright as your smile.
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Nov 9, 2017
Nov 9, 2017 at 7:52 PM UTC
eyes to the soul
you have boring eyes, or that's what you say. But in the fluorescent lights of a classroom they are an icy grey, piercing through my soul. And in the sunlight of the waterpark, they shine like the sky: as bright as your smile.
I mean that's what you think but you're not that simple
EllaThePoet
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Nov 9, 2017
Nov 9, 2017 at 7:52 PM UTC
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