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Watch as she stands with her,
holding your hand,
Put your arm 'round her shoulder,
Now I'm getting colder,
But how could I hate her?
She's such an angel,
But then again,
kinda wish,
she were dead as she.
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Why would you ever kiss me?
I'm not even half as pretty,
You gave her your sweater,
it's just polyester,
But you like her better,
Wish I were Heather.
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Walks by:
What a sight for sore eyes,
Brighter than the blue sky,
She's got you mesmerized;
while I die.
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I still remember,
the third of December,
me in your sweater,
You said it looked better,
on me than it did you,
Only if you knew,
how much I liked you,
But I watch your eyes as she.
