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(18) A Girl From Work 12.06.23 @ 12:51am
She’s pretty like most of them;
She caught my eye like a deer in the headlights.
Eyes brighter than the stars up above.
Innocence so pure, I could sing.
Days afterwards, she crossed my mind.
She took my breath away, wishing I could rewind;
That memorable moment where my mind’s blown.
Truth is, this time I’m not stoned.
I’m truly amazed, mindblown.
To tell you the truth.
I thought I’d never see the day.
My eyes would lay set on my future wife.
My soul is screaming from the inside.
Inner voice going crazy, I’m dancing on the street.
A lonely boy felt hope for a moment.
Nothing could possibly drain the moment out of him.
Moment of truth, I’m a lost soul.
Lonely soul trapped in a field of battle.
Love potion ready to be poured, by the quart.
In need of a soft touch, yours truly.
In need of a warm hug & a kiss.
This is the world I saw;
A world I’ve never ever seen before.
When I saw the girl from work.
Cheesy as it may be.
This writing is for her.
She may never read this.
If we’re meant to be, she’ll find a way.
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