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It's her! It's her! It's her!

Well that was unexpected:
To see yourself reflected in
Someone you chance-encountered
Someone who's now amounted to,
Only everything you're burning for,
You wax poetic as you're melted to the core.

It's her! It's her! It's her!

You don't know what you're missing,
Until it ends up kissing you,
With lips that steam wide open,
Some secret you were hoping to
Keep inside of you at any cost,
But now your confidentiality is lost.

It's her! It's her! It's her!

It's her,
End your search,
You came, you saw, you concurred,
It's her,

And now you try to write her,
Amourous diatribal things,
Good luck articulating,
The twisting of this mating game,
It's monopolized your every thought,
You string yourself along and tie yourself in knots.

It's her! It's her! It's her!

It's her! It's her! It's her!

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from Hearsay Is 20​/​20, released January 12, 2017

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