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Oct 2019
I feel my heart go gooy
My cheeks burn red
******* they're a cute
When they talk about musicals
They way the smile with passion
I would compare her to a rose
If she weren't the a million clichΓ©s
I love what seems meaningless
That she learnt for pointless
I wish I could say:
Your eyes glow like a autumn sunset
But I mumer and say something like
'hey! You have eyes!'
Written by
Owen Hayes  16/M/Mansfield
(16/M/Mansfield)   
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