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Your eyes stared at me for a second
Those pretty eyes
And my heart skipped a beat
You look so pretty
And I can't stop staring at you
I wish I could kiss you
But I can't
All that remains
Is us
Staring at each other
From across the room
I wonder if you think about kissing me
Because I think about kissing you
And I think about the softness of your lips
They look so soft
I wonder how they feel
Are they aching for my lips?
My lips are aching for yours

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