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I can see you're not lying since the start,

you always knew one of us would have a broken heart,

was that the thought that produced take it slow?

or was it some advice from a friend i used to know?

many questions, many more memories,

filled in with people who used to be friends to me,

i could swear i saw a glimmer in your eyes,

every time we looked at each others eyes,

you never really know where it will take you,

until the temptation and desire make you,

start something secial to you, to her it's common,

like searching a dorm room and finding nothing but ramen,

beautiful girl listen i have shown my friends,

what you look like and they just pretend,

why must i think you so unique like an east coast earthquake?

and think of you every minute once i wake.