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your iris reminds me of the sun setting on the horizon, like the summer breeze you swept me off my feet. now i must admit i ain't the type a guy to just chat with any chick, i prefer the finner things in life, you by far are the finnest i've seen so far, no hold on don't get the wrong idea let me explain what has been going through my brain; i like the fact that your intellect matches your beauty, i promise you can let your guard down im not here for a hit and run, i like the fact that your interests vary there are just so many different reason, to why, i choose, not to lie, nor deny the fact you've caught my eye. call me a crook i dont mind cause i'm aiming to steal your heart and never give it back, it's like that and that's the way it is, i want to be the only guy to ever wipe your tears and make your problems disapear and that's real. call me a sucker for love cause i've been to hell and back from searching.
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