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You Are Truly Beautiful
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February 2012 Must've died from a heart attack in the morning at 5:07,
cause when i woke up i was with an angel in heaven,
freckles connect the route i run while rubbing your back,
the color changes as the eyes prepare to attack,
sure they sound like demands but i'll take em as requests,
and request that you never keep out of beat with my chest,
like you got dropped from heaven and fell from the clouds,
so i laid down mattresses to catch you in comfy crowds,
half of my heart has a grip on this situation,
half of my heart gets lost in the temptation,
never was one for pretty girls but you are truly beautiful,
please don't cut me out like a hanging cuticle,
as usual i'm worrying myself onto a crucible,
any type of wood would be mighty suitable,
with lips like yours my job is disputable,
when i'm with you alone i'm surely delusional.
