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To The People Looking Down


A sight such as she is one that's rare to find It only becomes better when you see into her mind Her heart is large, she's smart, she's funny, she's sweet, she's kind, she's thoughtful So why is it you seem to look past that, the way that you see her is just awful There's more than her chest you pitiful fool, have you never seen a woman? You spend so much time dwelling on such petty things you forget that she is a human She is a person, she has a heart and is so much more than just the beautiful girl that you see So how would you like to be treated as such, I don't thinks that you'd want to be I can look deeply into her eyes, acknowledge her beauty, and still have a mooshie gooshie feeling that's real So how about you take your eyes off of her butt and think of the way that she feels She is a person, a beautiful one no doubt, she means so much to me, I have found It's so much easier to become lost in her eyes, instead of spending my time looking down Treat her the way she deserves, like more than a "thing" that you just stare at all day She is a wonderful, amazing person, unique as a fresh cut bouquet.
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WaterHazrd

I live, I look, I read, I smile, I laugh. It's funny how the simplicity of all of that can be confusing, but that's people for you.

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