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to; a girl
i wrote her this poem;
Eyes color schemes
outlined in blue and brown
and pitted green
a scent of butterflies
wooven glances keep out stare
swear attraction underlies
timid, lighted eyes
understatements breathes so faint
dancing on high beams of lit attics
you paint fire brilliance
daring to be dilligent
vocalize thoughts to kill time
of colorful minds
as eyes necessity, travel
inquiring greens and blues and browns,
eyes of color must see
go, go quiet please
;yes, i've taken many of a fatal falls to capture slipping breathes for a girl, and i've made tripping a habit
...i want it to end,
how do i regain my balance?
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