All it took is a glimpse of you
then i found myself staring for an hour or two
yes yes, with the river Styx i cut a deal
and there she goes, my Achilles' heel
it's like staring at the surface of the sun
for your glow is second to none
i like to chase the sun with you 'till it's gone
and rediscover the true meaning of the word fun
but who you are, i couldn't tell
for i draw faces not too well
so instead i drew this 'frame' of you
which holds the {insert any positive adjective in superlative form, e.g.: prettiest} view.
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