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24 February 2010

I see you, your eyes are mystifying.

No, there's no denying

How I really truly feel,

Though I won't confess it real,

And continue, to myself, the lying.

 

My stomach begins to quake!

There's a feeling I cannot fake.

I won't confess it true,

I won't get close to you,

Because I don't want my heart to break!

 

And now it's all a rhyme,

Filling up my time.

I'm counting every line,

Wishing you were mine.

And now I begin my downward climb.

 

So, slowly I'll forget how blue

Your eyes are, and your hair's dark hew.

For never will I be,

And never will I want to see,

Myself anywhere close to you!