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It was like the sun Shined directly on me And warmed me up to a crisp The first time I saw her. Blue eyes, Brown hair, A smile that could end a war. Maybe it was the flower pattern On her leggings Or her shirt That made me smile. Maybe it's how I pay so much Attention to the little things About her. Like the green triangle left on her Finger From the fake jewelry she wears. Maybe it's how she laughs How she listens And how she talks. Maybe it's her sense of humor Or taste of music. She's too beautiful and out Of my league. That's what my friends would say. But to me she's perfection In a flower pattern shirt With fake jewelry, Blue eyes, And a beautiful smile. To me she's the stars The sun And the Milky Way To me, She's perfect.
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Nov 9, 2016
Nov 9, 2016 at 6:52 PM UTC
Perfection
It was like the sun Shined directly on me And warmed me up to a crisp The first time I saw her. Blue eyes, Brown hair, A smile that could end a war. Maybe it was the flower pattern On her leggings Or her shirt That made me smile. Maybe it's how I pay so much Attention to the little things About her. Like the green triangle left on her Finger From the fake jewelry she wears. Maybe it's how she laughs How she listens And how she talks. Maybe it's her sense of humor Or taste of music. She's too beautiful and out Of my league. That's what my friends would say. But to me she's perfection In a flower pattern shirt With fake jewelry, Blue eyes, And a beautiful smile. To me she's the stars The sun And the Milky Way To me, She's perfect.
jsturner
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Nov 9, 2016
Nov 9, 2016 at 6:52 PM UTC
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