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Marisa Felix Aug 2014
Your smile,
Makes me warm like coffee in the morning.
The way the freckles on my face spell out the first letter of your vivid name.
When you talk your voice is like my favorite sound, breathtaking like rain falling in California or fireworks on the Fourth of July in America.
I hope you guys like it
Marisa Felix Aug 2014
As she tries to fall asleep with a subdued heart. With tears streaming down her delicate cheeks remembering every harsh word she was ever called. trying to figure out what was wrong with her because nobody else could.
Marisa Felix Aug 2014
When I look at him.
All I feel is pain.
Because I know one day he would leave me just like everyone else did .
And I don't blame them, I'd leave me too.

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