mine

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Sincerely yours,
Gucci Girl
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Hairspray was flying
through the air.
Make-up was applied with care.

All dolled up was
the girl staying there.
Her presence the prettiest, for sure.

Taking a look at her was a pleasure
One couldn't keep his glance
away of this treasure.

Seen as perfectly as she walked,
The way she talked,

Polite as ever!
She wouldn't get offensive, never!

Elegance was spreading out of her.
What could one give away
to approach her!

To touch her, feel her, love her!

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But she wasn't somebody who would give in easily, no.

Show her that you're sincere,
Someone who will love
every little piece of her,

Who believes in love, cares for,-
and admires her !
For being herself and not
the girl next door.

_______

For she was the one with her fate,
Meant to be with the right
and only soulmate.

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.

.

.

She was mine.
My Gucci girl.

_______

L.

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