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Mar 2011
I see how you are.
A stealer of hearts.
A knife in the dark.
Stabbing the smart.
After making them dumb.
With your wit and your charm.
And you say you mean no harm.

But am I really that dumb?
Will I fall for your game?
Will I take this plunge?
Will I go down again?

I will go for it.
Jump.
Into your arms.
Here have my heart.
I love your charm.
Lauren Nicole
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