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Nichole Mar 2018
Im staring at his eyes
A beautiful green and deep blue
Whose looking at me giving a clue
A tear of goodbyes

While his hands are waving at me
Till his car dissapear in my eyes
And the following water stream
The heavy rain falls not minding the cold as ice

Keep holding on his promise
That sealed with a kiss
Im holding on with the keys
Living with you together and at peace
Sorry lame one again

NOTE: btw the guy in poem has heterochromia iridium (?)

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