I see you,
In the mirror with no clue,
Baby, I've drawn your face in my brain,
It feels like suffering from a migrain.
I'm not being rude,
and you are not a real dude,
Should I stop thinking about you?
When I don't know how to.
My mind is tired of thinking,
When I see you blinking,
It feels like a torture,
Rather than being a pleasure !!!!
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~sefrina xoxo :)
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