Sweet Resemblance
In the right corner of the hall a girl sat,
looking just like the girl in my
heart.
Then i took a close and keen look,
she was as beautiful as my girl looks.
Hands on cheek and appearance as that
of meek.
As i kept observing, i noticed her mind
was set strictly on a book,
so she won't even take a look.
Oh how i wish she will look my direction,
so i could catch her attention.
For if looks were all that mattered,
i wouldn't mind trading her for what
to me matters - my girl
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