Blue Eyes
No one knows the truth, Behind blue eyes. It is "said" they are kind and welcoming. But not mine. Mine are filled with ghosts and sarrows. A past that shall never be forgotten. A past that shall never be forgiven. My blue eyes don't represent the ocean like others do, for mine has gray in it a blue-gray they call it, it represents sorrow and grief. That sounds right? me having sorrows and grief.
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