She is my Mona Lisa
A portrait in my mind
I dont care what others think
I think she's beauty find
I could stare forever
Although I wont do that
Cos I'll get hurt just looking
She wont be fine a fact
Her portrait seems so pure
Just hanging on the wall
Within my mind so clear
It from the wall wont fall
Her portrait beams like sunshine
To brighten up my day
Her portrait eyes keep staring
And follow me each day
Her portrait is so still
A flash of moment past
She is my Mona Lisa
In my mind to last
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