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Saarah Ali Mar 2015
Friends ask which girl I like
...I glance over to you

Your eyes draw me in like quicksand
and for a moment I’m stuck

Your laughter, so pure and sweet
Reverberates through my body
...You make me feel alive

But you don’t look at me the same way.

— The End —