The scratches on your arm,
the burns on your knees,
the marks on your face,
who cares about them? Please...
Don't sweat the imperfection
cuz you are my selection,
there's no one else worth the time.
Between me and you,
who else would I be with?
Content with another
is as likely as a myth.
You must be mistaken,
it's my heart you've taken,
and I never want you to give it back.
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Smile.
It confuses people.