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As I see her walking from a distance That silhouette made of pure grace Her vibe that sent waves of good constance Her steps toward me making my heart race She's standing right before me This queen of my deepest fascination From this planet my mind begins to flee All the way to heavens very constellation Her mouth is moving in slow-motion Her voice takes my breath away She's blabbering out a mortal commotion But on my face only a smile does stay In this world of exquisite entity She's perhaps the centrepiece, the highest bid Every inch of her perfect entirety All this comes from someone who hugs me and calls me stupid
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Feb 7, 2017
Feb 7, 2017 at 2:19 AM UTC
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As I see her walking from a distance That silhouette made of pure grace Her vibe that sent waves of good constance Her steps toward me making my heart race She's standing right before me This queen of my deepest fascination From this planet my mind begins to flee All the way to heavens very constellation Her mouth is moving in slow-motion Her voice takes my breath away She's blabbering out a mortal commotion But on my face only a smile does stay In this world of exquisite entity She's perhaps the centrepiece, the highest bid Every inch of her perfect entirety All this comes from someone who hugs me and calls me stupid
Get yourself someone who can be your clown and your queen at the same time and you will know what happiness is.
meldon-dsouza
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Feb 7, 2017
Feb 7, 2017 at 2:19 AM UTC
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