Tired Eyes Poem by Lu Vernezze

Tired Eyes



You've got tired eyes
The kind
You make me wanna die for
You've got tired eyes
The kind
You make me wanna cry for

And when my tears run cold
Instead of warm
Will you promise me
You'll take me home

Away from this immortal curl
I'll lay with you
Till the sun comes up again
My friend
I'll lay with you
Till the sun comes up again

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Lu Vernezze

Lu Vernezze

Sheffield, UK
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