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One day.
She shut's her eyes,
And let's god do the rest,
A beautiful girl in such a beautiful dress.
The faithful eyes all over her.
But jealous hands hold onto something to be distracted,
This beauty could only be made by the stars in the sky,
And don't you wish you had something better to say?
I lie awake and wait for her to address me,
I shake like a child, waiting for her to caress me,
And not a single word in the english lanuage could touch her,
Because she is too busy being touched by long waited hands.
One day I won't have to wait or wish.
One day I know she'll make me happy.
