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she was cute, I think it was her smile, she smiled at me, everytime I spoke. yea I´m sure its her smile but when noticing the anatomy of a woman, you can´t forget the eyes she means nothing if you forgot, her eyes, large and brown, this is how I know it was her smile, because her eyes smiled too even when her mouth forgot to Her hair was gentle... like her eyes, her hips they swayed from side to side She scooted her chair closer to me when we stopped dancing to rest tired feet Maybe next time I´ll dance with you I hope you found your keys
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Feb 6, 2011
Feb 6, 2011 at 5:23 PM UTC
her eyes
she was cute, I think it was her smile, she smiled at me, everytime I spoke. yea I´m sure its her smile but when noticing the anatomy of a woman, you can´t forget the eyes she means nothing if you forgot, her eyes, large and brown, this is how I know it was her smile, because her eyes smiled too even when her mouth forgot to Her hair was gentle... like her eyes, her hips they swayed from side to side She scooted her chair closer to me when we stopped dancing to rest tired feet Maybe next time I´ll dance with you I hope you found your keys
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Feb 6, 2011
Feb 6, 2011 at 5:23 PM UTC
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