Stalker

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Stalker that I am
Don't tell anyone
I keep an eye
over this little one

She has a skin of a cloth,
warms me during winter
She has eyes so dazzling
Makes me a faithful sinner

I skilled the art
of looking from far
Only to find out
Her heart was given
by another man

It was a puppy love
Easily dissed
She was my crush
before my lover
She was a lady
before my wife

She was mine
before she was his
And my first crush
just got away.
Away from me.

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