Eyes
It's like I'm that fourteen year old girl naive and innocent.
I've never grown up.
Time stopped at the violence you imposed.
Some say I've changed I've just grown inside myself.
I've seen the anger of the world through you eyes.
But I was not scared.
I just sat there knowing it wasn't your anger.
You said my eyes stopped you.
You said they reminded you of an angel's.
May you always see my eyes, the next time you think to harm another.
posted by Kate Michele at 12:34 PM
4 Comments:
Intreguing
Yeah its very theaputic
did you write that? i think i know what the story behind it is if you wrote it. it's beautiful hon.
Yes I did write it.... I was a freshman or shophmore when I wrote it.... Thanks!!
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