Blue eyes.

June 19, 2010
By Anticlockwise SILVER, Woods Cross, Utah
Anticlockwise SILVER, Woods Cross, Utah
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Icy, stunning, baby blue eyes, look into them and get lost in the skies.
Pick a number and stand in line, gaze into them and you'll lose your mind.
Stories held and lovers lost, never revealed no matter the cost.
A marble etching, a stone carved face.
A shame for a bruise to mark its place.
Grab your belongings and head run out the door.
You're not afraid of rain, love your eyes are a downpour.
A cage around my heart, and thorns around my wrist.
Find the cage key if you never raise a fist.
Icy, stunning, baby blue eyes, look into them and get lost in the skies.
Pick a number and stand in line, gaze into them and you'll lose your mind.
Stories held and lovers lost, never revealed no matter the cost.
Be a hero and save my soul.
Remember the bruises have taken their toll.


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