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Sunday, October 17, 2010

boring skies to bright eyes

The world surrounding me is all in shades of grey and beige. The cars, the streets, the sky, each object is blending into another. Even the usually bright green of the fake grass seems grey. The overcast sky that stretches over our entire beige world mixes into the building, the people, the streets. Everything is bland. Everything is nothing.
Until I see you. Yes, your body, just like everyone else's, blends into its surrounding, as if you were just part of the scenery. But something makes you stand out. It's your eyes. The bright yellow, as if pure gold had been melted just for your irises, surrounding the tiny dot of a pupil, it stands alone, the only sharp color in this dull world.

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