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And the winner is...
You were born in my eyes
humble, sweet, your passion drove off of your heels
exposing your legs you walked with purpose
your hips buckled curvaciously
your face innocent, ageless
Flawless to me
you walked into my cycle of thought
without even speaking a word
but we shared a second
one second of forever
time stood still
and I felt my presence being scoped silently of approval
should I say something?
should I walk up to her?
is she waiting on me?
Give me a sign
ANY SIGN AT ALL'
I can't let her get away
i'm so nervous
It's hot in here
the room is spinning
We dismissed the distance
departed the inner missions
we bit the forbidden
and she licked her lips
Hi im...
and the winner is...
humble, sweet, your passion drove off of your heels
exposing your legs you walked with purpose
your hips buckled curvaciously
your face innocent, ageless
Flawless to me
you walked into my cycle of thought
without even speaking a word
but we shared a second
one second of forever
time stood still
and I felt my presence being scoped silently of approval
should I say something?
should I walk up to her?
is she waiting on me?
Give me a sign
ANY SIGN AT ALL'
I can't let her get away
i'm so nervous
It's hot in here
the room is spinning
We dismissed the distance
departed the inner missions
we bit the forbidden
and she licked her lips
Hi im...
and the winner is...
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