Quick glances is all I get nowadays
One day you're there then the next you're gone without a trace
I walk the halls yearning to here symphonic voice
The pressure of these thoughts of teenage love haven't given me much of a choice
When people try to defame your name
My icy glare shows them what's my aim
A woman to which I show love and teaches me how to love
I wonder if when friendship is built will words still utter from my mouth.
Are you the one?
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