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Jun 2015
His arms is where I was taken
His smile was like my heaven
His innocent face in front of mine
That made him look like an Angel
His manly voice whenever he speaks
Sounds like a beautiful melody for me
His tallness was an advantage
He hugs me so tight
Like he won't let go of me
His presence was enough
To give me more courage
And to made me feel so contented
It was simply taken me back
Because that was all a memory
That make me still **Captivated
Perfection is his name.
georje naïf
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georje naïf  Philippines
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