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Feb 2012
I grew pimples on my face,
and stretch marks on my limbs,
but you still look into my eyes
telling me I'm the one you love.

I weigh a hundred pounds now
Laughed by people who come around
but you still give me that beautiful smile
and hug me in front of their eyes.

I don't have a pretty face,
I'm not even your type
but still you love me without a doubt.

I told you it's hard to believe
Why someone like you loves
someone like me,
a tear fell on my cheeks
then you kissed me on the lips.

You flew me to the sky,
and together we soared high
showing to the world what true love is;
it's not about how you look like
and what's your size.

What a great relief you made me feel inside!
Thank you my darling
for your love has never died.
CG Abenis
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     Raj Arumugam, CG Abenis and JA Doetsch
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