I love eyes.
They're so unique.
No two are the same,
Not even your own.
I study them:
The color.
The pain behind them.
They always have depth;
you can see who someone
Really is
Through them.
The eyes are the Window to the soul
They say
You could never memorize them,
I swear I've tried.
I'm afraid to look into someone's eyes
Because I dont know what they will see in mine
Maybe I will meet someone
With eyes
That see my soul.
They'll understand.
Maybe they will know.
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We Write for Fear of Silence
Poetry{My soul put into words. Writing is how I put myself back together again. Writing is how I love.} **all poems are mine** HIGHEST RANKING: #30 IN POETRY & #1 IN TEEN POETRY
