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when i look into your eyes

past the blue i see

i see into your soul

and think how can you pick me



i find it kind of funny

how beautiful one can be

both inside and out

if only you could see



it might kind of rough

mabey flawed and hastey

but this poem is for you

and for you it will always be



(break up)



now that its over

i guess we didnt last

i threw away the clovers

luck wont change the past



it took a great stir

but now i can clearly see

of what we once were

and why we could never be



we had our many moments

and the memories will last

but we missed a few components

so i wont conclude so fast



i wont take back what i said

poems cant destroy each other

the poem was for you

and it wont be for another