10
to see the world through beautiful eyes
thats the wish of many a man
the old may envy & ugly despise
this is the price you pay to tan
i barely know the life you feel
perhaps in time that we’ll change that tone
to be beautiful, crazy & real
a place to reach when vodka sewn
what sin is this never being in love
like the sonnet, it is complex
my heart to me id be not free of
when i look in your eyes on rejects i reflects
And like the cigarette that diggs at your lungs
So will this thought my brain, the touching of our tongues
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