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This morning will be a different one, for he will meet a girl With an auburn eyes, a winsome smile and a hair that is curl Strange she is, but in a beautiful kind of strange The boy will stop and stare, will be lost in her haunting sad eyes She will not notice, and will never knew, that cupid has shot the boys young heart The boy found a reason to go out every morning To see her again, he was hoping For her smile becomes the sun that brightens his day He will sit from afar, and with an admiring eyes, just watch her She paints, she reads, and sometimes plays with her dog's fur He will silently watch and enjoy the beautiful scenario It goes for almost a week "I must be crazy, why do I stalk this chic?" But he doesn't know the answer All he know is, the girl brings peace to his heart Her eyes and smiles are a piece of a pure art and her laughs are a song to his ears He could not explain it, watching her makes him happy and sends a warm chill to his heart, very fancy "I need to know her name" The next day, the boy waited in vain But the girl never came "I'll wait again tomorrow" It's been a week, but she never showed up again In his chest a sadness and pain Could not accept, she looked for the girl He found out that the girl loves to paint But the smell of the chemical will cause her to faint That's why she sneaks out and do it once in a while He found out that the girl loves reading But her eyes failed her, every letters are dancing That's why she sneaks out and pretends to read He also found out that her hair was just a wig And her red lipstick was to hide her pale lips And finally he found out her name With a sound of a breaking heart He reads her name On her graveyard
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Apr 10, 2016
Apr 10, 2016 at 9:01 PM UTC
Her Name
This morning will be a different one, for he will meet a girl With an auburn eyes, a winsome smile and a hair that is curl Strange she is, but in a beautiful kind of strange The boy will stop and stare, will be lost in her haunting sad eyes She will not notice, and will never knew, that cupid has shot the boys young heart The boy found a reason to go out every morning To see her again, he was hoping For her smile becomes the sun that brightens his day He will sit from afar, and with an admiring eyes, just watch her She paints, she reads, and sometimes plays with her dog's fur He will silently watch and enjoy the beautiful scenario It goes for almost a week "I must be crazy, why do I stalk this chic?" But he doesn't know the answer All he know is, the girl brings peace to his heart Her eyes and smiles are a piece of a pure art and her laughs are a song to his ears He could not explain it, watching her makes him happy and sends a warm chill to his heart, very fancy "I need to know her name" The next day, the boy waited in vain But the girl never came "I'll wait again tomorrow" It's been a week, but she never showed up again In his chest a sadness and pain Could not accept, she looked for the girl He found out that the girl loves to paint But the smell of the chemical will cause her to faint That's why she sneaks out and do it once in a while He found out that the girl loves reading But her eyes failed her, every letters are dancing That's why she sneaks out and pretends to read He also found out that her hair was just a wig And her red lipstick was to hide her pale lips And finally he found out her name With a sound of a breaking heart He reads her name On her graveyard
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Apr 10, 2016
Apr 10, 2016 at 9:01 PM UTC
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