I once read a poem,
It was all about brown eyes.
How intoxicating they are, how captivating they are,
And how interesting they are.
The poem reminded me of you.
It was stated in the poem that:
I should be wary of boys with brown eyes.
They will be the death of me, the poem stated.
Yours are the same color being described in the poem.
Your eyes are mysterious and interesting to me.
Your eyes weren't the death of me, they were my light.
Your brown eyes were the life of me.
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Life? Life.
PoesíaThis is for the lost times in where I found myself. [COMPLETE ✔️] • highest ranking #2 in Poetry - 01/09/17 for ratings and reviews: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/40609222-life-life
