Her Eyes Are Too Pretty
Sure, there are days when she flashes righteous indignation, wanting (desperately) to reduce some dullard to dust. She strives mightily for that “withering” look.
But her eyes are too pretty.
She’s been hurt, I know, but her eyes sparkle nonetheless. You search for answers, clues, hints and allegations in those jeweled orbs of hers
Her eyes are far too pretty.
You don’t wanna be the man to make her cry, to have her feel the sting of salt, or...blind her.
Her eyes are far, Far, FAR too pretty.
And you certainly don’t wanna be the man who fills her eyes with deep disdain.
Her eyes are simply...way too pretty.
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