There was this boy
He was a very handsome boy
He was quiet
And thoughtfulEveryone liked him
People spoke to him
People thought that he was so privilegedHe had sooo many freaking devils
But people saw his face
His very pretty face
And saw his smile
And looked at his jawlineAnd admired his figure
And admired his style
And admired his hair
And didn't bother looking
Into his beautiful blue eyesAnd stopped there.
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PoetryJust me rambling. Some of it really doesn't make sense. Whatever. Poetry? Eh.