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Westport High School


Looking Into Green


Looking into the green eyes
I fell in love with
before I knew their color,
I feel like a high stacked
pile of battered school books.
Slanted in your direction.
Aching to let out the tension
of their unorganized stance.
Wanting to fall
and break you,
and feel the way you feel.
Collide with only the flesh
I would let break me.



by GR