My Love
A gift from god, he must be.
His beauty can't be captured.
Hair as dark as night.
Eyes as blue as the ocean that sparkles in the sun.
Can he be real?
Is he an angel sent from above?
Word can't describe my love for him.

A gift from god, he must be.
His beauty can't be captured.
Hair as dark as night.
Eyes as blue as the ocean that sparkles in the sun.
Can he be real?
Is he an angel sent from above?
Word can't describe my love for him.
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