The First Time
The first time you capture my eyes like a prissoner I couldnt stop thinkin of you everytime I close my eyes your reflection goes through my heart my mind my soul I picture me and you layin on the grass just looking at the blue sky the wind blowin through the innocents of your eyes watchin you past by like a butterfly with different colors different vibes how I know I feel it inside.
by Elvis Amparo
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