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She lays on my chest in a loving embrace

Sunlight pours in, caressing her face

Showing contour with shadows, imperfection with grace

Skin bruised and raised in a pattern of lace

It was over for me when I woke to her face

It was over for me when she woke in my space

That look in her eyes, it makes my heart race

Against all common sense, to this girl I'd give chase

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