West side Love
His eyes surprise sleeping lullabys no pills he kills me with that stare as if I'd dare theirs no compare his love is rare I sensed him miles away I knew I'd see him again another day I said I'd be his friend I kept my word I never send bad intentions he's the only one worth mentioning I keep him locked up and throw away the key when really he thinks he does it to me I hopped on his team because he's made of things I dream .
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