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The world through my eyes
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poetry in motion: little miss c.
every night i lay awakemy mind bent, on thinking of you falling asleep, forever it seems to take.. a secret smile, remembering how your cheeks rise everytime you let a smile.. the sheen of gloss adding sparkle in your baby hazels.. your rose dabbed freckeled cheeks your soft curved chin hightening your quiet dimples.. every night i lay awake thinking of you wondering if you think of me too.. Labels: cut throat suicide |