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To him:   I dreamt of him Again Of his dark caramel skin On my porcelain white His soft hands combing Through my thick hair His full lips Pressed against mine  
To him:   I dreamt of him Again Of his dark caramel skin On my porcelain white His soft hands combing Through my thick hair His full lips Pressed against mine  
You look at me with eyes that Don't know the truth You look at me with eyes that Will not acknowledge the truth Because the truth is, I'm in love with you I'm in love with you and, She'll always know
You’re distant, a behavior I wouldn’t usually accept The thought of you has consumed my mind Confusion arises, I have yet to truly witness your emotions Please don’t leave me dangling, only to fall
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