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The fire in his eyes
As I looked into his eyes
They laughed at me
Took me by surprise
There's a fire in there
Crackling, Laughing happily
I'd follow those eyes anywhere
I worry that he can see through my disguise
"I'm not staring" I say to he
But I am staring at those warm golden eyes
I keep thinking it's not fair
That he can do that to me
And all I can think about is his golden stare
They laughed at me
Took me by surprise
There's a fire in there
Crackling, Laughing happily
I'd follow those eyes anywhere
I worry that he can see through my disguise
"I'm not staring" I say to he
But I am staring at those warm golden eyes
I keep thinking it's not fair
That he can do that to me
And all I can think about is his golden stare
Published 16th Nov 2016
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