In between your eyes...(on hold)
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my heart knows who I really am and What I really want...
but at that very moment,
when I looked into his eyes, everything CHANGED...
unknowingly, I miss being who I was....
Yet, The true me lies in the way my eyes talk...
I still believe that you're eyes is the body of your soul...
AND THAT WHAT REALLY MATTERS...
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