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Ultraviolet

The sweet smell of ultraviolet perfume Fills Macy’s in the Staten Island mall I’m getting it for her birthday And then in my mind I begin to recall Thinking of the first time that we met The exact time of that very special day Then the cashier say mister your change And I smile take it and walk away She’s in the kitchen as I come home With smell of ultraviolet on my cloths She said did you get me a gift, and I say no And she hugs me and smile for knows The day she came me my life I know that she was the one And we just talk for a few minutes And I know that my heart was gone Everything about her was so amazing And I know something strange happening When the smile that was missing Suddenly come back to me again And I can feel a since of comfort That I have never ever felt before And didn’t know what it was But I know that I wanted more And when it’s late and you say good night I would feel so sad but won’t let it show I would lay awake all night in my bed Because I cant wait to see you tomorrow I keep thinking about you all the time And I feel so empty because I miss you And I wish to hold you in my arms But the way I feel you didn’t have a clue And everything little about you To me was a complete mystery It’s like I’m a knowledge seeker And are the dictionary The way you carry about yourself Like this great cool philosopher I was captivated in the glory of your aura And I become your biggest admirer I haven ever met anyone like you And I was just left completely hypnotize And at that moment I know my Mecca Will be the day I look in your eyes And these feeling that have come over me I know that it could only love And at that moment I know that god Send the girl I always dreamt of

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