Eyes Like Hally
Like pond scum over the surface of a clean pool,
Clouded, your eyes are -
In pain.
They pain me,
Your beautiful eyes
do.
(Please, don't cry.)
...
(But if crying will help, let me join you.)
...
Better?
I hope so.
Your eyes, dear soul
are beautiful.
Gosh-freaking-darnit! FF won't let me use the formatting I want... ! T^T I'm sorry, this piece is kind of screwed up (no thanks to FF), but I wrote this piece after watching Master Harold and the boys (2010) with my English class. Goshdarn, Hally's eyes... ! Please go see the movie, if you haven't already.