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Jun 2014
I have this friend i wanna call mine
But how can i? everyone wants her, that's fine.
She's not into poetry, she believes poets and writers are buggy,
Nothing's in a hurry, words can drive her crazy.

Imagery, that's the thing i possess
Not to please this girl or make her feel obsessed.
But clarity of the words i want to express
Not in front of her, for it won't come out of my lips.

She might find this funny, this little introductory
She might even think i'm going crazy for writing her a poetry
But fools do things without knowing their next steps
All i know is i can't sleep and wanna skip my meals.

I tell you something to have a glimpse of her.
Her heart is fragile but hers can break yours i swear
Don't ever dare to start and leave this little brat off-guard
You don't want to end up crying and be the one to blame.

The way i see her when i lay my eyes on her,
She has wonders that make my heart go fonder.
How charming is her face, it can brighten up my gloomy days
Can't stop looking at her even for ages.

Her laughter and  the way she brushes her hair,
The way she screams my name and even share her dreams.
I'm caught up and can't get out of the trap
I can't help it, it feels like im drowning in her charms.

So this is the secret i have for my friend.
She should not know about this or else she'll curse me to death.
I'm just writing this to get things out of my head.
I don't care if she thinks im losing my grip.
Aicon Pretal
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