I have always heard, "you have pretty eyes", and while most people don't notice them, my lovers always do. I'm pretty sure when I say someone has pretty eyes, most of the time its the color but thats not what it is about my eyes. Even when I look in the mirror I can see what they are talking about but its hard to explain. What ever my mood is, you can see it in my eyes. They bare my soul and I have no control over it. Happy, sad, or mad, my eyes will tell the story.
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