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Your eyes are in color of earth

Or maybe it's the darkest chocolate?

I can't tell neither resist

It's so hard that I close my fist

I want you badly

But at the same time, sadly

I want to not want you

To not want view of you

You, you, you

I wonder if you think about me

Or wonder if "could there ever be "we"?"

I sadly think you do not

And you won't

But that's okay cause whenever I close my eyes

I will still be able to see your earth brown ones

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