Two Juliets

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You're my Juliet, my special girl

Someone who literally owns my heart,

But I know that you don't.

I think that's it is fine

That you don't love me back

Because I just can't help

Loving you.

Sometimes before I sleep

All I can think of

Is your eyes and your pretty face.

I like everything about you

Your hazel eyes,

Your curly lash,

Your little nose,

And your warming smile,

Your two little teeth peeping out,

Everytime that you smile,

Oh my gosh I sound so

love sick.

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