eyes.

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my eyes,
they're always on you,
watching your every move,
seeing you go from place to place,

though when I lose you,
that's when I rush to find for you,
trying so hard to spot you in a crowd of nonsense,
I can't bare to take my eyes of you,

my eyes,
they're drawn to you,
to no one else,
but you.

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