There is this girl who proudly wears her scars
She really loves books and has a thing for fast cars
I adore her freely, infact I love hequiter easily
Her gorgeous eyes are deeper than many mysteries
The more I try to run from her the closer she gets
It’s become a dangerous dance like life with death
There is nothing to wonder why I fell for you
It was that passionate kiss that left me seeing twos
Those blissful nature walks made us one lovely pair
But I’m made of iron and you’re a breath of fresh air
You will make me rust not only through oxidation
And I cannot afford such a delightful distraction
KJ
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