He said no, I don't like you,
I sit and wonder and wonder why,
the guy I love, my partner dove,
said that to me........I sit here and sigh
He's so scruffy,
he won't even brush his hair,
but his gorgeous smile, hangs in my mind for a long while,
his prescence seems to light up the air
If he rejected me, I stop and think,
there must be something wrong,
Am I ugly? Or did I just wait too long?
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