Blue Eyes.

October 5, 2011
Sunlight dances across the room
and I stair into your blue eyes.
I can hear the soft, gentle sound
of waves beneath as you tell your lies.
We’ve talked about this before
and I know the truth inside those words.
A small but loud sound is heard,
the whistling of the blue birds.
I can not believe you would hurt me
as much as you have tonight.
It really pains me to say this,
its such sad and pathetic site.
Now you know how I felt
all of the time you told so many lies.
I see nothing of the love you claimed to have,
when I look into your dark blue eyes.

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