When I look deep into your eyes,
I can see the wounds from your cries.
Words strangled with lies, A few forgotten goodbyes.
But nobody seems to realize
those innocent teal eyes.
Looking far to the corner sides...simply searching
for someone to coincide, someone to love and confide,
someone to take away the thoughts of suicide.
Too bad his view has been misguided...
misled to only see the painful parts defied.
Would rather accept drugs found curbside,
to fulfill that desired sense of pride.
But what he doesn't seem to notice...
is me, standing right here beside,
just dying to hold your body tight.
Please let me change what love has signified.
Let go and everything will be all right.
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