What If You Picked Mirasol?

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How would we turn out If I was something, would you ever look over at me?

In my direction, would your eyes shed light and see?


How your smile seems like an ember that makes my day warm

How I laugh at jokes and look at you and see all of your charms


How I hated myself for falling when I told my self not to

Because I know its dangerous, you're just too good to be true


How I refrained myself from daring to crave

and kept myself from giving the love I wish gave

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