I have a friend
Her names Marie
Her eyes ignite a flame in me
It burns so slow
But every day
I feel it grow
My friend Marie so close to me
I tell her every memory
Her smile so bright
I think of her
Day and night
Her hands so soft
Her lips so sweet
If only they were mine to keep
I have a friend
My sweet Marie
Will never be
More than just a friend for me
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