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Sep 2014
A pretty lady has stolen my heart, my silly heart
and now she spreads it around like jam on a ****
She finds new paths to drive me down,
and now I'm in love with the whole ****** town!

She would slap me silly if I ever act hillbilly
but she loves me tender till my heart's on a ******
She keeps me grinning, and she makes me cackle
She can be so warm that her hugs simply crackle!

She blows me away with the thoughts in her head
A little tilt in her voice and I'm ringing like a bell
Just a smile and my thoughts are better not said
Her hands play the strings of my heart so well

A man needn't be everything to his lady
He could just glide along, beside her, freely
as she takes to the skies, chasing her dreams
Be there for the ride, and to love her, **truly
Misty, what have you done to me?
Siddharth Penmetcha
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