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She was the kind of beauty that was not to be heavily applied and caked, She was the kind that rolled over in untucked sheets the next morning with a slight glimmer in her eye, and a rosy tint to her cheeks. The kind with long eyelashes, and a wardrobe full of cotton striped tee shirts. She was gentle, sweet, and told ***** jokes on car rides home. She was the kind of beauty you find in low budget indie films, The kind that warms the pit of your stomach when she walks in a room, The kind that didn't strike twice.
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Aug 27, 2014
Aug 27, 2014 at 10:05 PM UTC
Beauty
She was the kind of beauty that was not to be heavily applied and caked, She was the kind that rolled over in untucked sheets the next morning with a slight glimmer in her eye, and a rosy tint to her cheeks. The kind with long eyelashes, and a wardrobe full of cotton striped tee shirts. She was gentle, sweet, and told ***** jokes on car rides home. She was the kind of beauty you find in low budget indie films, The kind that warms the pit of your stomach when she walks in a room, The kind that didn't strike twice.
EmmaPickwick
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Aug 27, 2014
Aug 27, 2014 at 10:05 PM UTC
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