nothing , but a eye to tell

a girl which explains her life story

the moments of never forevers , the moments of goodbyes to him leaving behind that black door . the last words you spoke when your hands where rapped around his warmth and he only could say those three words..... but as the mirror is faced on his reflection the truth only holds so many lies do tell about his love and opened past . nothing... but a eye to tell that shows the deception , pain the veins that that turn blue then green , eyes bold and  wide to the pasted forevers  but as a dream is woken up to be reality can only hold tears to be bold and confusion to my past love among the end that holds no perfect beginning.

The End

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