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June 28, 2009

She...

If my eyes were to lay upon another
As beautiful as her
My heart would stop for no other
And for no one else, would I stir...

Her love is comparable to sunshine
Her hair feels like silk to me
She will be no one's but mine
Without her, love will never set me free...

When I see her, love is the only emotion
I feel, numb to all else
If she were mine, there would be nothing but devotion
I'd be content to think of her and no one else...

Her beauty is not like a drug, it IS one
I wake up to her with the rising sun
And when day turns to night,
My love, only she can light...

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