His appearance is deceptive. (An Ed Sheeran FanFic.)
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His eyes are blue, bright blue. They seem really innocent, but I know they aren't. Yesterday all I wanted was for him to look at me, know I existed. I loved him so much, but now all I can feel is fear, fear for those betraying blue eyes. I'm afraid of him, afraid of his strong arms with all those childish tattoos on it, knowing they are able to hold me down, to strangle me, to kill me.
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