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Apr 2016
You
If only you'd see yourself
Through my optic vision
You'd make the decision
To never talk to me.

In my eyes of pure truth
That conceals no lies,
You're as beautiful as the sky
Kept hidden by the world.

You are a rose amongst grass
With scented petals of talent
With nary a thought of malice
You are a red rose amongst hedges.

From the bottom of my heart's eyes
You are an angel descended from the skies.
Star Gazer
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Star Gazer
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