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She


I wish someday she'll notice me. I wish my crush would like me; (If not love me) But I doubt They would ever feel the same about me. If she had to choose Within the crowd: To be picked; From my point of view; I'd be the least expected. I know we are just friends But I sort of wish we were more. To let her know She's the one I adore. I feel warm when I see her. I feel awkward when she's near. In a room full of people; Her voice is the only one I hear. I love looking into her milky brown eyes. I love the way her smile makes me melt inside. I love how her dark brown, Curly waves bounce. I love the way she's nice, it's terrific. I love the way she's bright & quite athletic. I love seeing her walk by As she may say a simple "Hi" I love hearing her sing. I love hearing her laugh and seeing her dance. I love making her smile and make spending time with me worth her while. When we met. My eyes were set on her since. Who wouldn't? I hope I don't get caught lookin' I love how she can speak many languages. I love how she is so talented. I love how she has a better personality than a normal person. She ranks beyond above average. From the first glance, I knew I didn't stand a chance But today is the day That I pull through, And just say I like you...
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