friend love
the first time i saw him he looked so perfect and i was right his eyes became red whenever he was sad or mad his laugh oh how i miss it now all i see is his serious face with mad emotion that came with waste he was busy never answered the phone i was worried crying next to a stone last time i saw him it was when he waved goodbye he went on a Job and i lost a heart i felt sad i would've said stop just to see his happy face pop maybe even confess who knows if it will be good couse that perfect guy is to perfect for my world
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