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awkward glances

you walk past, and you stare. you sit there, and you stare. i look up, and yet, you still continue to stare.
its awkward when i catch you, yet i can't look away. the eyes that stare, they hold my glance- i cant look away. the eyes, their the prettiest of blues, their deeper that the sea, and they entrance more than a hypnotist ever could.
so still you continue, you walk past, and you stare. you sit there, and you stare. i look up, and yet, you still continue to stare, and i return with a glance..




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