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Those Hazel Eyes of Hers

He looked in those big hazel of hers. He knew she was broken and hurt he could tell, because all though she was smiling, he could see her eyes slowly fill up with tears. The girl with the hazel eyes was dying inside. The boy picked her up and kissed her with the most powerful magic and love he had. It was like he was trying to revive her with just one kiss. He knew it was going to kill him, but he tried anyway. Just one kiss.




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