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Mar 2015
She's my special light, when the love turns blurry, creating a magic wond when my hearts given up early, she's my scared tree in my garden, getting extra care until it's grown hardened, she's my voice of beauty my words of potential, her voice is special to me but it's always private and confidential, she's given me a heart to love and a reason to be, she heals me wounds and doesn't charge a fee, but she knows what i must do to make her smile, call her beautiful in all deniles, hold her hand in long trips or short, kiss her through meadows and where things distort, show her she the one tell her everyday, make sure her pain and suffering goes away, teach her love show her my guidance, hold her for long and she'll fall a bunch, smile at her when she thinks i can't, tell her you're all i aren't, make her feel like she something else, a girl a human but a princess of my wealth, she wants this but she never says, so guys who don't know what pretty lady's, want it's something like this is there life, that makes them forget what is right, and only focus on me and you. because we'll always be a bond of two.
Callum Davies
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Callum Davies  Wales
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