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Two Faces ...One Choice
I walk through the doors, and stroll through the halls,
I fluff up my hair and look around,
There are two faces I look for day by day.
And they each in a way put a smile on my face.
One face has brown hair just touching his ears.
I've loved it and liked it all these years.
His twinkling brown eyes make my stomach all wild.
His deep tanned skin and ultra-white smile.
He's sweet, and one of the smartest kids I know.
He's super modest, and reluctant to show.
He's perfect and flawless and doesn't make a mistake.
And for his heart, any risk I would take.
His winning personality is what I love.
And I'm sure the angels are smiling down from above.
To the second face I am also attracted.
Good looks is not something this boy lacks.
From his dirty blonde hair to his sparkling blue eyes
And his dare devil smile tells you he's not wise.
His many mistakes are what I love about him.
His sweet demeanor sets him apart from them.
His shining face changes lives today.
How much our friendship means is more than I can say.
His amazing personality is like the first face.
They both make my stomach tingle each day.
I walk through the doors and stroll through the halls
I fluff up my hair, and look around.
There's two special faces I look for each day.
And they both in some way put a smile on my face.
Whoever's face is better must have evidence or proof.
So that I can have an easier job of who to choose.
So I walk through the doors with one choice to make.
About two faces that both put a smile on my face.