Untitled Poem by Priscilla Kittie Kay

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Your beauty haunts me as if it were mist,
Your charming acts fill me with bliss,
Your eyes, they do work as a form of hypnosis,
You're lovely and yet I am simply ferocious,
Could your gorgeous mind see past my flaws,
Could I ever strike you with awe?

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