I’d been looking into the eye since I-don’t-know-when. The eye was in great distress due to a beautiful thing. I had seen a tattoo on a guy’s arm, in the library a couple of months ago that read “Destroyed by something beautiful”. How true, I thought. So much of my precious time had been destroyed trying to calm the poor eye down.
Gradually the eye turned red. It then started to lacrimate. And was left frustrated since I was seeing the source of tribulation, yet could not do much to bring about relief. It’s not a good feeling not to be in control of what’s happening to you.
After spending a considerable amount of time in front of the mirror I removed the eyelash that was stuck up in my eye.
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Some words of gossip among girls " Do you know that I know that she knows that I know?"
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Ouch! poor eyelash :P
ReplyDeletePoor eyelash? Poor ME!
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