She's got eyes of the bluest skies as if they thought of rain. I hate to look into those eyes and see an ounce of pain. Her hair reminds me of a warm safe place where as a child I'd hide and pray for the thunder and the rain to quietly pass me by.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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980 | 2011-04-20 02:11:35 | 40.43 | |
253 | 2011-03-03 10:43:30 | 34.45 |