And I knew- as soon as I stared back into those ocean eyes that I would never look back. I felt like I was drawn into them, like the waves swept me off my feet. So warm, so cold, so harsh―so beautiful. I knew I was drowning. Drowning into those ocean eyes but no looking back now.
Like a moth drawn to the flame
Those ocean eyes were so corrupted. But they were so deep, and I couldn't look deep enough to comprehend them. The intellect, the sadness, but, the way they looked back into mine they felt the same way.
They looked at me like I had ocean eyes.
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the way those corrupted eyes stared back into mine
they danced and bounced away from the waves
their beautiful, dark shades of light
no fear behind them, just destructed beauty
but after those ocean eyes stared into my own
it felt as if no matter how dangerous; they were beautiful
even if i was drowning or falling to deep
i couldnt stop staring
bouncing onto the light and sweeping me
to never be seen again
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U P D A T E S
S O O N ❤
Toodles,
Jordan.
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Billie Eilish ➼ poetry
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