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Spring had sprung,
I was on the run.
Looking for something,
Searching for someone.
Your eyes met mine,
Like the freeze of time.
In that defining moment,
I decided you'd be mine.
You make me laugh,
You make me cry,
You make me want to hate good bye.
You make me love,
You make me free,
But most of all you make me me.
To you,
Nothing more than a simple brown
And then hidden behind those black rims you despise,
Yet those are the only eyes that keep me on the ground.
You hate going outside,
And though I've abide to this,
