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This Guy

There's this guy that I like, I like this guy that walks on by. I talk 2 him but not a lot, cuz I thought bout what he's got. He talks to me and has no clue, what the heck I'm becoming glue. I wish he knew that this is true, but I knew that he's so true.What to do, what to do, if I only knew if this was true. He likes me as a friend, I thought when, can we be more than just friends. This guy I wish that could be mine, is kind and fine, to the vine. I like him with all my soul, so this is my goal: My goal for us to become more than friends, even if it takes us to the very end. People know who it is, I wish he knows just who he is. He is a friend to me, that I wish could be just for me. But he's not for me, so what should I be? Should I be a friend to thee or should I set me free? To him he means a lot to me, I wish we could only be. To me I see the perfect guy, to others he's a perverted guy. Should I tell him, or should I sell him. I would never lie, to this guy, For he's the guy that I spy. (This poem is really true, even though you think it's new. To this guy, that I spy, I wish that would be mine.) TO THIS GUY NAMED ******, I LIKE U, IF U ONLY KNEW HOW MUCH I DO! U MIGHT NOT KNOW WHO YOU ARE, BUT YOUR THE ONE, U KNOW YOU ARE. SHOULD I TELL PEOPLE HOW I FEEL OR SHOULD I JUST MAKE A DEAL? MY ONLY WISH IS FOR HIM TO LIKE ME MORE AS MUCH AS I LIKE HIM EVEN MORE. by name: Vanessa email: vanessajo06@hotmail.com
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