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Her Yellow Face

I could remember when I first saw it
I stared longer than I should
and when I saw her face again
I stared even longer

Her face looked hungry
and only true love could satisfy it
As yellow as the fever
sick, suffering from love deficiency

Aren’t you too young to love?
Wouldn’t you rather be ignorant of it?
Heed my warnings now and be free
because love comes with hurt

I have seen faces like you
I have loved them too
They’ve all hurt me
and I’ve hurt them too

So my dear, look for happiness instead
Safely stash your heart
and live freely till you’re old enough

If you can’t find happiness,
I have some I could share with you

So come find me…

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