Tell You

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Blue eyes 

Turn to green

As hands

Turn to feet

Warm touches

Turn cold

As he replaces you 

When I left

It was supposed to mean goodbye

But when I left 

Neither of us wanted to try

I wish I knew

How to tell you

To let go

But I can't

For if I did know

I would tell you

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