beautiful things

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eyes so black you couldn't help but lose yourself in them
hair so black you would think the night sky came down and settled atop of his head
smile so contagious you wouldn't help but smile back
laugh so beautiful you would think nature does too every time he did so
voice so angelic you would think angels sang every time he spoke

how can someone be so soft yet so rough
kind and warm yet so cold and distant
so handsome, flowers shy away when they see him.

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