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`NINETEEN `TAKEN `GRADUATED `007 `BLUE
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`NINETEEN `TAKEN `GRADUATED `007 `BLUE
It�s the Sharpness in his eyes people said that pulled them closer.
The tips of pure ice but the hints of ever happiness
It was those two keys things that built him.
They showed to two half�s of the real him.
The ice showed the courage but also rage.
The happiness showed his caring and passionate side of him.
Each Element of course will add up to one thing.
The real him.
When one it was said it would show the real meaning of his eyes.
A fearie once said his eyes where dazzling as the moon gleaming down at them.
But she also told him the hidden fangs reminded her of her worst night mares.
She of course can see through anything.
She could feel the presence of any magical creature.
No one knew the true meaning of his ice eyes.
Or the pressed tattoo carved within his shoulder.
He spoke calm toward anyone.
A soothing voice to reassure them he was not there harm to them.
His true inner self is but a heart of a werewolf.
A pure warm blooded creature of the forest.
One that runs with a free spirit and soul.
But re guards his rules to the spirits of the forest.
Only now.
Those Ice eyes show more happiness then Ice.
For now not only does the wild beast run free within the night.
The eyes of a dazzling green orb fearie watches over his movements.
For only the moon can carry out his words to the world.
Because the freedom of the dark hair wolf runs within the wind.
The tips of pure ice but the hints of ever happiness
It was those two keys things that built him.
They showed to two half�s of the real him.
The ice showed the courage but also rage.
The happiness showed his caring and passionate side of him.
Each Element of course will add up to one thing.
The real him.
When one it was said it would show the real meaning of his eyes.
A fearie once said his eyes where dazzling as the moon gleaming down at them.
But she also told him the hidden fangs reminded her of her worst night mares.
She of course can see through anything.
She could feel the presence of any magical creature.
No one knew the true meaning of his ice eyes.
Or the pressed tattoo carved within his shoulder.
He spoke calm toward anyone.
A soothing voice to reassure them he was not there harm to them.
His true inner self is but a heart of a werewolf.
A pure warm blooded creature of the forest.
One that runs with a free spirit and soul.
But re guards his rules to the spirits of the forest.
Only now.
Those Ice eyes show more happiness then Ice.
For now not only does the wild beast run free within the night.
The eyes of a dazzling green orb fearie watches over his movements.
For only the moon can carry out his words to the world.
Because the freedom of the dark hair wolf runs within the wind.