Her eyes were the first thing I gazed upon, they glistened like the night sky. All anyone needed to look at were her eyes , they were almond shaped and a deep, dark cornflour blue. You could see how she was feeling, when she was feeling sad her mouth would smile but her eyes would droop with sadness.
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One Girl and Her Poems
PoetryThese are different poems or writing pieces that I have written in the past and stuff which I have recently written. I have written all of these by myself, so please don't copyright or plagiarise.
