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Mar 2015
Listen to me.
Listen to me.


Don't fall for the boy with curly brown hair.

Don't fall for the boy who treats you with a blanket of clouds,

and when he sees you he floats into the open air.

Don't fall for the boy with utter oceans in his eyes,

Don't fall to fix him when you see the sad grey clouds in his ocean eyes,

Don't hold his hand don't dare to try

Listen to me,

take my advice.

Don't you dare fall for the curly headed boy with ocean blue eyes.
I guess it's to late..
Written by
juth  Amsterdam
(Amsterdam)   
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