Once those eyes were a joy to stare into
Big and beautiful
So full of promise
I could lose myself in them and not even care
But how could something so fascinating belong to someone so vain
Tuesday...
A day that refuses to escape memory
She said so much on that day
Made so many empty promises
She said that she was ready to take that leap of faith
That she was ready to love
And be loved
Her eyes said it all
But her heart had other plans
Her mind games have claimed me as yet another victim
I fell prey
My soul was lead on
By her enchanted words
And her pretty brown eyes on that Tuesday afternoon
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