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Your eyes are the most beautiful I’ve seen
As if you were staring back at me
But then again that was just from afar
That didn’t even pass to first degree.

They say you are clingy from the other.
My say is you are weird and awkward
But would those things matter cause you seem cool,
Cool enough to be neat and ordered.

At times I see myself inside of you
Like letting loose and controlling too.
My prayer is you stay away from hurt
That the true color you'd keep isn't blue.

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