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His For God

I saw you at the church
playing an instrument
Singing my favorite Christian song
Can't even stop my smile
Stealing glances at you
I put my head down
My eyes glued to the phone
Now, I'm writing you a shory poem.
I like the way how your lips form
I like the way how you touch the piano and on
Sorry, I can't sing with you
I'm shy
Only that, I could stare at you
Only that, I could admire you.
Coz suddenly, I like you
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