Fear VS Passion
As I sit in the bus I find myself with a man starring at me
His eyes are hazel but look like fire,
Our eyes are naked intertwined to us and all I can feel is my heart coming out of my chest
I must have seen this person before,
his eyes may be hazel but its a hideous person to look at
He comes up to me and i look away, touches me and I jump, ran out the bus
And there he is with her hazel eyes looking at me with such passion but at the same time fear
Feeling a sensation inside me that I've never felt this way before but I cant see him anymore,
he is hideous...
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