When I look at you, I freak.
It’s not so bad, or so I think.

Your eyes are bright.
A blue enchantment, I don’t think it’s right.

This isn’t true this isn’t love.
Go away, and fly like a dove.

Your look, it fears me.
I can’t look away, why cant you leave me be?



~this one i presonally think is not my best.
 
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