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May 2014
I could tell you her favorite color
I could tell you her favorite number
I could even tell you who she loves
But it wouldn't be me

I can tell when she's mad
I can tell when she's happy
I can tell when she's sad
But it's not because me

I will say she beautiful
I will say she brilliant
I will say she cares
But it's not for me.
Written by
Sdelaney
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