There's something wrong with your eyes.
They are not your own.
They are not your sparkling, shining eyes.
No, these eyes are different.
These eyes are clouded,
They are silent.
They tell no stories,
They share no light.
Your eyes are paired with a smile,
While these are paired with a single straight line.
I do not like these eyes,
That have embelished themselves upon your face.
I'd rather see your eyes,
The one's that shine,
The ones I love,
Smiling back at me.















Comments
this is fabulous it love it ^-^
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you can fool yourself, i promise it will help!
now every single day, i just wanna hear you say:
im so lucky lucky! im so lucky lucky!
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98% of teenagers have molested a lemur. if you are one of the 2% who haven't, copy and paste this as your signature
me too ^-^ i find that eyes are the first thing i look at too!
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you can fool yourself, i promise it will help!
now every single day, i just wanna hear you say:
im so lucky lucky! im so lucky lucky!
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98% of teenagers have molested a lemur. if you are one of the 2% who haven't, copy and paste this as your signature
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"I know nothing with any certainty but the sight of stars makes me dream..." -Vincent Van Gogh
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98% of teenagers have molested a lemur. if you are one of the 2% who haven't, copy and paste this as your signature
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98% of teenagers have molested a lemur. if you are one of the 2% who haven't, copy and paste this as your signature
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