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Holding my face as he kisses me softly, As we lay in the grass under the soft shades of the stars, He would cuddle with me and tell me he loves me, He'd make me feel comfortable in my skin, He would love me for who I am.
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Oct 20, 2013
Oct 20, 2013 at 10:57 PM UTC
Who I am.
Holding my face as he kisses me softly, As we lay in the grass under the soft shades of the stars, He would cuddle with me and tell me he loves me, He'd make me feel comfortable in my skin, He would love me for who I am.
abby-johnson
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Oct 20, 2013
Oct 20, 2013 at 10:57 PM UTC
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