she's the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen
the way she laugh
the way she smile
the way she potray herself
it makes him senile
he carve her "name"
on his jotter book
on his shoe
on his wrist
and he wish to make her his
queen of heart
but he never met her again
since that day
and for so long he waited
she never came
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