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Her eyes are sapphires of blue
To my eyes they act like glue
Her brunette hair is soft to the touch
Down to the last freckle I love her so much

How I could never find the words to say
Whatever it would take to make her stay
She will never know how to her I felt
Or how her smile made my heart melt

In my dreams I’m her every thing
I make her smile, laugh and sing
She’s my angel whose heart is my haven
How I wish that I weren't so craven
Then when my dreams awake I hit the floor
Reality makes me want to live no more

I love her; I love her down to the last strand of hair
To the last freckle and more than my last taste of air
I want her to be mine and hold her to my heart
Have her want for nothing and be my pastry ****
Yet my love will remain unspoken for the words I left unsaid
How I wish I could have said ‘Grace I love you!’
Better for it to remain unsaid like a forgotten notion
Not sullied by reality which would **** my lasting emotion

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