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Weird Story

She is weird but she is good.
She has a story and it is under her hood.
She is serious, but she is a real fun.
If I will lie to her, she will shoot me with a gun.

Her story is peculiar, but I still don't know.
Even if she tells me, I won't feel low.
Truth is what connects us, there is no sign of fake.
Her thoughts are superior to mine:like a stream and a lake.

She thinks I will never look at her the same way.
But a weird story will not change the day.
Her past may be ridiculous; but I still don't care.
Be it very embarrassing , but she has to share.

Past cannot change the way I look.
Her mouth is much like a secret book.
I look forward for that day to hit.
Talking to her after that day - I will not hesitate even a bit.

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