Hazel eyes
I get lost in all the perfect ties
And every time I try to deny
I only come up with millions of lies
Hazel eyes
I get lost as the bright spark flies
And every time I look into the sky
I am reminded of those eyes
Those eyes that glowed with life
Those eyes that glinted with passion
Those eyes that gathered so much
Those eyes that showed me the world
Hazel eyes
I get lost with a great sigh
And every time I pray up high
I pray that I never lose those hazel eyes
Inspiration: A friend of mine, a staring game, a book I was reading, and Ashton
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Poems (The Patterns of my Mind)
PoesíaThis is a collection of random poems that I usually write when I have even more writers block for my other stories. Current photo belongs to Against the Current (the actual band). *All rights reserved*
