Big Brown Eyes

January 13, 2010
I'll blame her and her big brown eyes,
Sparkling whenever she cries.
But mine are black with envy and sorrow.
I want you to return what you borrowed.
You took a piece of my soul, dissected it and found, there was nothing worth keeping. It's seeping with the badbadbad I can't escape.
But it's a broken dream. You're happy with vodka and christian wings. And your resiliency stings. I don't know what tomorrow will bring. You're too nice and I'm too mean and you're too drunk and I'm wondering What Might Have Been.

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