The One (C) 7-11-07

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The very first time that I saw your pretty eyes For you I became sick but it was worst than the flu For all the girls I thought were pretty were of no compare Because now I'm sickened from the love for you Every time I hear her voice I just want to scream Cause I know deep in my heart we'd make a great team I try to talk to her but my voice disappears Like a ghost in the middle of the night You declining me is one of my worst fears And my eyes get sore from your sight You don't understand the feelings I have and I don't think you ever will I just wish you could really know the true way that I really feel I know it may seem I'm not telling the truth But the way I feel will never be done I know love may seem fake at youth But it's okay because you'll always be the one

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