This Is Not A Poem (TINA P)
Pretty brown eyes oh how they never lie. So fine so kind but eventually they will rob you blind.
Pretty brown eyes the ones that can tell when you're feeling & looking like hell. How well they tell? So well that words are never spoken and promises made will always be broken.
Pretty brown eyes they too can tell lies and it really shouldn't be that much of a surprise. Because all eyes lie its a way of life and no one really wants you to know just how messed up things can really go.
But there's something about those Pretty Brown Eyes that somehow catches you by surprise.
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