Strange that my eyes look for you, when I go to places, where I think, I might see you and yet when I run into you unplanned words refuse to come to my lips, your eyes drown out the sea and I get lost in them
Again.
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Life.
PoetryThis isn't a story. Just a compilation of my favorites! All the credits to respective people.
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Strange that my eyes look for you, when I go to places, where I think, I might see you and yet when I run into you unplanned words refuse to come to my lips, your eyes drown out the sea and I get lost in them
Again.