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Her

There is nothing like seeing that face There is nothing like feeling that pain You bring a feeling that is so addictive I want to say no more but my brain is conflicted Your eyes remind me of a warm summer breeze They put me at such ease My brain knows our time isn’t much longer But those eyes convince my heart to beat much stronger Something about you is trouble But the angel is always what you show You were a gift from god to this earth But deep down inside you somewhere the devil glows I would love to see you every morning But wishes aren’t always made to come true Faith has struck again And its plans do not involve you Do not say our story is over For the greatest moments are yet ahead For now rest thy head on ones bed And sooner or later you’ll wake to me on one knee and all will be done and said.

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