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Nov 2014
They come and go, those pretty faces
Sharing dark hair and pretty brown eyes
They peak my interests for a little while
But then they engrave themselves on my mind

I'll never forget them, those pretty faces
Providing sweet satisfaction for my eyes
But darling, you're still my number one
I drift back to you when they're gone
Basically: I find many guys attractive, but I still choose my No. 1 over them any day.
My High School Poetry
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My High School Poetry  Spain
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