Blue eyes

I stare into your eyes
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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