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I've studied those eyes for weeks on,
Memorizing every dilation,
Memorizing every constriction,
So that I'd know how you feel,
I know when you cried,
I know when you pulled an all-nighter,
I know when you're stressed,
I know when you're anxious,
I know when you're happy,
I know when you're relaxed,
I know when you're contemplating,
I know when you're giddy,
I've already memorized every detail,
From those brown irises,
To the stems of nerves around the sclera,
Every moment,
every movement.
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Hiya, lavies~
I know this poem sounds downright creepy but trust me, it was not how I intended it to be.
I just happen to be a very observant person(Wazzup shameful excuses!)!
Anyway, thank you for reading~
😘
Lav y'all~ 💘💕
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Poem Addiction
Poetry"A poet's greatest strength is his words; his greatest weakness is his emotions; his greatest addiction is his paper that is the world he lives in." -Eskay Kitz-
