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From What I Perceive
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Poems of a Liberty City Native Heaven is when I'm in your eyes,
'cause all I see an angel trapped here;
You're stranded and nobody hear cries,
So you feel no need for a shedded tear.
From what I perceive in you,
You're virtuous with no clue.
Beauty is when I touch your heart,
'cause you possess a vivid spark within;
You're secluded and somehow torn apart,
So you feel it is late to be ment again.
From what I peceive of you,
You see what all never view.
Sexiness is when I see your smile,
'cause your body has not a single flaw;
You're the one I sought a good while,
With those lips you make melt with aw.
From what I perceive about you,
You still are the finest I knew.
