If only we could switch our eyes for a minute,
You would know how I view you,
How beautiful you are,
Like a flower that fell from the great heaven.
God knows how I view you,
How pretty you are in my eyes,
That no one will ever understand.
Not even you, my Noir.
I'm blessed with this pair of healthy eyes,
To be able to watch god's beautiful creation,
Which is you, my divine flower,
Sadly you will never know,
How I view you.
-R.X-
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A Piece of Heart in Question
PoetryThis is where I pour my untold feelings in the form of poems. I'm sure a lot of people will relate to this.
