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Feb 2015
sometimes I wonder how I look through your eyes,
if I look like this breathtakingly beautiful human that makes your heart pound,
not only from the love making,
but from my presence.

and

sometimes I don't even want to know how I look to you,
too scared that you see me
how I do.
Written by
justaspeck  South Africa
(South Africa)   
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