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Pure Mistake

You always seemed like a prize
With a face so soft and cool
And a body that makes girls drool
But boy what a surprise
You are just like all the other guys
Walking around like a tool
How could I be such a fool
And be taken in by those eyes
And yet my heart races
Every time you walk in the room
Against my better senses
My thoughts my brain replaces
Maybe it is wrong of me to assume
All these false pretenses



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