With Her

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In her, I'm shy
I always become gay when she makes me cry
With her, I learned to fly
Her being my wings, I stood up high

With her, blankets can't be neat
Always crumpled when she's near
By the happiness that we both gave each otger last night
I woke up with a blurry sight.

She's one of a kind
A reckless girl who is rarely to find
Among those thousand guys in the world, I was lucky
To get someone like her even she's a little bit tacky.

With her, I am myself
She handled me so well, with just herself
How I'm curious to know
If the day will come that I have to finally let her go.

For now, I'm just happy to love her
With her, Magical moments will be spend together
I'll enjoy every moment that last,
Because with her, life is a wonderful blast.

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