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his eyes were all I thought about. those godforsaken eyes.

those eyes that held so much love and care, were the sole manifest of hatred which now penetrated me so thoroughly

and I could physically feel it seep through my skin and flow through my veins. every. time. he looked at me. with those eyes.

but never have I ever seen him like that. ever.

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