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written in.... 8:49 p.m. 2004-01-09 you were perfect you were nothing open up my eyes and you cease to exist. Fantasy is our excuse for not living or maybe fantasy is the only reason we still are. Did you know thatyou are so beautiful? Can you see what i see when i look at you? Its something in your eyes and your mouth and the shape your face takes when you smile. Its something about how you smell and the way your hair falls so gently. Its the way you look at me and the way you talk to me and how i still can't think of anything but. I love you so much baby girl
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