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That girl you don't get.
That simple game of pretend.
That lovely voice of symphony.
A Melody,
meaning more to me.
Descending much truth I can't deny.
Her mystery her golden eye.
Her sober pride a bird of prey.
So hidden desires now begin to fly.
This lioness seductive powers stretch far beyond the will of others.
Her charming smile it corrupts.
It disrupts all sense of thought.
Her strong character a virtue.
The most powerful code.
Inclined and in tune with the beliefs she highly upholds.
She attracts me on so many levels.
Deep emotions blossoming from a hardened heart.
At last this fact shouts aloud that it's her.
Her that confuses she drives me insane.
Her that radiates so much more happy that she excavates my brain.
To the point that she changes me,
I'll never be the same again.
20/04/15?
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