How can we know the meaning of beauty?
If all of us were forbidden of unity?
I met someone so gorgeous, her name is Estela
Unexpectedly, my feelings for her surpassed my addiction of social Media
If I were to see her, it would feel like looking into a mirror
We have the same nose; our eyes looking alike so close
We have the same personality, I got attached to her so early
She's so full of herself and she likes making sarcastic Jokes
I was so happy; I could scream 'I got the best one Folks! '
Her voice, Her Face, everything about her is so Angelic
I got so attracted to her, it was like I was iron and she was Magnetic
She'd listen to all of my rants, she was so sympathetic
Even if she lost a lot, she still was so energetic
Me being poetic, I'd call our meeting prophetic
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