Her eyes are blue
Mine is brown
Hers represents the ocean
Mine represents the ground
I have always hate my eyes
And wished that they were blue
But my eyes have a tint of gold
So rare it must not be true
So yes her eyes are blue
And yes my eyes is brown
But my eyes hold the riches
That are buried in the ground
Her eyes carry storms
And rage like the sea
My eyes carry earthquakes
That bring mountains to their knees
Maybe her eyes are blue
But my eyes reign queen
Because they hold the purest riches
The world has ever seen
Malang,
3 September 2019
– Unknown
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