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Looks Aren't Everything
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Dedications The way your cotton shirt ripples
against your muscular back
as I steal a glance behind me
through my desktop mirror.
If you weren't so arrogant,
I would let you pursue me;
if looks were the only thing
that mattered, you're so my type.
But your personality detracts me;
so I watch from a distance
and admire your physical beauty
but expect nothing more.
