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Oh, the eyes Such beauty that lies beneath Yet, what lies do you tell as true; Though ever pleasant are they Nonetheless, I must gaze with my own
Dear Mr. Blue Eyes, The vulnerability that you bring out in me is unheard of but it is a feeling I am slowly learning to love. There’s no way you don’t see the effect you have on me
Brown eyes sing sweetly, Sounding deep and warm, like earth Song from the forests
Your eyes aren't like a galaxy of stars or the ocean. That would be an insult to your eyes. There isn't a star in the sky or an ocean one that compares to your eyes. You're beautiful eyes.
It was all in her eyes, Eyes that showed the real her. Through her eyes, you could see past those smiling lips. Eyes that were loud, loud like pounding drums Eyes that were colder than a winter night.
Blank smile Bright eyes Tell me one of your white lies In the bathroom where time flies Looking in the mirror like youre trying to see The moment where it starts to slip You start to trip
I miss you so much it hurts or maybe i miss what we use to have, I use to think the phrase "i love you to much it hurts" wasnt true, but as I can see thats the definition of how im feeling.
Autumn. With hands bearing no harm.
I blamed myself. my seeds too low.
All the eyes surrounding. broken.
Your eyes are like a setting sun on silk green grass flowing to the wind I have nt slept since the last I saw of them I long for them, I long for their master Long for the soft cherry red lips of sweet sugar on mine