your beautiful blue eyes...
inside they hold stories
some to make you cry.
I hate the fact this happend to you
I hate the things you've been through
But still you're here, I'm glad you're strong,
I make you smile while helping you along.
I think of the stories your eyes behold
but still I wait for them to be told.
I know you'll tell me when the time is right
I know you'll tell me when your mind is right.
I hardly see you but feel like I need you
I know it takes a lil work, a challenge won't hurt.
I want to see you, the real you
that hides behind the big beautiful blue eyes.
by Zak.
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