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Click hereBlond hair, blue eyes
The perfect looking guy
Muscles and money
But that's no reason to call him honey
Have you looked into those deep blue eyes?
Have you seen what's inside?
Have you found his soul?
Have you looked at him as a whole?
Have you found what he's made of?
His heart, dreams, what he loves?
He's more than just money and looking good.
Are you looking at him the way you should?
I know his thoughts get so deep.
And they cause him to lose sleep.
I know he is searching for things that he doesn't know how to find.
His sadness has turned into chains that bind.
He wants to live life from day to day.
Although, he can't find his way.
He lost it long ago.
Because people stopped caring enough to know.
I long to hug away all the hurt.
To chase away the memories of dirt.
Full of pain.
That makes him want to go insane.
But he doesn't show this side to anyone.
He longs to feel the warmth of the sun.
His blood ran cold.
When his soul was sold.
He may not say anything.
But in those eyes is everything.
I cared enough to look inside.
I see him as a real guy.
I took the time to know him through and through.
Can you say the same thing about you?