The incapabilites of the lost and forgotten. Washing apon the shore of your deep blue eyes.
There once was moonlight that flooded through those eyes. Lighting up its waters reflecting the light for the damned to escape.
Beautiful blue, the ones I would try to get lost in, over and over again.
Only to be let out by the moon.
When the sun came up and her moonlight disolved, I was finally able
To get
Truly inexplicably
Lost in those beautiful blues.
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RandomConsidering there are so many people in this world. Who is to say these do not describe your life and your struggles in some way. Then again maybe it is as far from your life as anything, but it could be someone elses. So why not take a peek into so...
