eyes to which my heart may lay
skin thats soft to the touch
she has confidence all the way
god i like her so much

althought my feelings are not recived
i can not complain
meeting her you would not believe
missing her will cause no pain

for to have met her for just a day
you would know how i feel
whens shes gone all i will say

by martin doran

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