makes me feel a certain way
when you look at me
feeling I could get used to
in all honesty
when you talk to me
it's like music to my ears
in the most crowded room
you're the only one I hear
there's no where on this planet
that I would rather be
Than home chilling with you
and some Netflix on tv
like a queen you'll be treated
of that you can be sure
I'll always tell you how pretty you are
and open all your doors
life's not about tournaments
or any competitive thing
it's time with the ones you love
and the joy it brings
when your life's over
you'll close your eyes one last time
when you open them on the other side
you'll be looking into mine
Michael Lorne Miller
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Still Angry (Pseudonym) (
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