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perfection, key on her thoughts.Rate this Poem
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Created on 9-2-08
she moves with me
raising, yeah, raising her hand.
gotta question sweet heart,
come on baby lets get real.
real now baby.
she smiles with me
moving those tortured lips,
perfection key on her thoughts..
Real now baby, come back down to earth.
one word phrases escaping your thoughts.
she feels what I'm tellin'
mirrors flashin' reflections.
I fell in love with my other side,
real now baby.
Get real.
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