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Jul 29
I was that boy.
Who never was into you.
I was that boy.
Who never paid attention to you

But now that you're older.
I do see your beauty.
That in my youth that I refuse to see.


But now I am that man you see the beauty in you.
Yes, I am that man that came to love only you.
And here you are the subject of my lovely heart.

But I remember, when I was that boy that overlooked to.

Strange, how things have changed.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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