Feelings, yuck

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I just finished Good Omens. Poem niceee

I'm blinded by your white hair
Your gullible yet clever mannerisms 
Your blue eyes complimenting my yellow ones
 Angel, liking your presence makes me skeptical of my sanity 
But you, yourself, make me unreasonably chipper 
My God, I sound like a teenage girl but it's how I feel
Cheers, if you feel the same
Cheers, if you don't 
I don't much care
Just don't go disincorporating yourself, alright?

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