your eyes held a hurricane
a strong determined storm
i would look straight into them
and instantly feel torn
how you did it?
i honestly didn't know
how every glance you sent my way
felt like a tornado
those deep grey swirls
would send shivers down my spine
what i could not believe
was that you detested your own eyes
they were a perfect mixture
of violent and loud
and if you dared to look close enough
you'd see a hint of clouds
i hated when you'd say
they were just a dull grey
when they perfectly resembled
a magical rainy day
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overflowing letters
Poetry"words poured from her mouth like letters overflowing too much for her to handle but no one could help but notice her glowing." ❥ ❥ ❥ A collection of poems written by a vintage obsessed girl, trying to reach out to people just like her who are too a...
