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Mar 2015
If I had a camera that could capture flaws,
Darling I know it wouldn't capture yours.
Baby, you're perfect,
Perfect as anyone can be .
But darling why can't everyone else see what I can see?

They don't see your chocolate brown eyes,
Those same ones that make me melt.
The same ones that reminds me of that summer near the fireplace.

They don't see your rosy cheeks,
The ones that blush when I mention your slightly crooked teeth.
The ones that lost their colour after that dark, dark day.
The ones that match mine when we played outside in the rain.

They don't see your sense of style.
All they see is a black shirt and crooked tie.
What I see is a beautiful grey suit,
The one that I burried you in that matches your boots.

They don't see your deep brown eyes,
The ones that lost their colour the day you lied.

Darling you promised we were forever!
So why have you been in that casket since December!
Darling you said you would always be with me
So why are you burried six feet deep?!
Written by
Riya
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