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Jan 2011
Him
I wonder is he notices me
Staring at him from across the room
His beauty fills me with emotions
That I don't understand
His voice makes my heart
Soar... sore
If he was truly Death
I'd die for him to notice
My eyes on his face
That golden god before my
unworthy eyes
Written by
Audrey Doomknuckles
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