The first time I saw her I noticed her eyes She looked so pretty even with a mask The corner of her eyes wrinkled when she smiled I thought she was cute I fell for her eyes and the way it shined She seemed so kind, so sweet But she was like a rose Beautiful, but she had thorns A part of me wanted to get closer to her Be a part of her life I don't want nothing more Just hearing her voice was enough for me, Sitting next to her, laughing together What would it be like? I wonder
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