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Sep 2012
I've never believed anyone when they've told me I'm beautiful.
Not once.
But when you said it
I absorbed the compliment
Instead of throwing it away.
I let it sink in
And make me feel good for once.
You had a way...
A way of getting under my skin in the very best way.
Deana Luna
Written by
Deana Luna  Seattle, WA
(Seattle, WA)   
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