A million pairs of eyes,
stared at me.
Eyes, of all colors, but,
my own wouldn't leave one that were
a pretty violent blue,
dark and deep.
It seemed like someone has spilled too
much of a
blue inside those eyes,
so that now, they hid everything,
every little secret,
inside that blue.
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Those Eyes | A Poetry Collection ✔
PoetryI could write a million poems, about this stranger, with deep blue eyes, often messy hair, A tall figure, and an expressionless face. I could write, But I'm afraid to. Because it feels like if I start, It'll take forever to stop. *A poetry collecti...
