Brown Eyed Boy

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Brown Eyed Boy

That brown eyed boy is so beautiful,
And he doesn't even know it.
He takes my breath away,
Oh my heart, does it split.

The love I have for him,
Has not faltered.
He was my everything,
My thoughts, he altered.

His kiss gave me butterflies,
His eyes caused, in me, a stir.
Just the memories hurt,
They're all but a blur.

'That brown eyed boy is not mine,'
Those words replay in my head.
That brown eyed boy is so beautiful,
And makes me see the future with dread.

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Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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