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Nov 11
Big brown eyes
With a smile that makes me want to die
So handsome, endearing, and full of lies.  
On the outside pretends to be the good guy,
I can see right through you,
Player
But has that romantic side too.
I lose all defences with this breakthrough
Like early spring morning dew.
The way you grasp my hand and never wanting to let go.
But nothing will change with the status quo.
I just want to meet you under a weeping willow
Say goodbye to the life we last known.
Together we could grow and glow,
If you have me but I know one things for sure.
I will never be your number one candidature,
Never be your safety net to make you feel secure.
I’ll just end things early and premature.
Whatdescribesme
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Whatdescribesme  Montreal
(Montreal)   
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