Andy✓

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His eyes held a million emotions, a lot of love.

His hair was a beautiful soft wavy bunch

His smile brightened up a room

But he rarley let that show

He was a gem that tried to blend 

And for a moment, he succeeded

His stare was a glare, hard and cold like winters nights

But his eyes held, wanting.

Wanting of love, wanting of

happiness, wanting of a family.

         So,
                To the boy I've never met

   I hope one day we reunite
   
             For hopeless it may be

I'll be here with an open heart

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