Eyes are gateways to souls
All of them carry beauty
Wether the eyes are as blue as the ocean
Or brown as freshly turned soil
Green as new spring grass
Grey as a skipping stone in a pond
If they shine like a star in the night sky
If they can smile in the darkest of times
If they glimmer as they shed tears
No matter what they look like
They all are perfect
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Poetry
PoetryHere are some random poems I've written. I hope you guys like them! Please give me advice on them. I'm not the best poet (obviously), and I appreciate criticism. Thanks for taking the time to read my poems!
