heather

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(happy ver.)


And I take your hand as she walks by,
look into your sore eyes.
Brighter than the blue sky
You've got me mesmerized,
while I try.

Why would you want to kiss him?
He's not even half as pretty.
I gave you my sweater
it's just polyester.


Now, you like me better.And I'll be his heather~

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