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Oct 2012
Why do I want you?
Why do I put myself through all of this?
Why do I like the quirky things you do?
Like the face you make when you are thinking.
Or when you make that heart-melting smile.
Or when you look at me with those fierce, ice blue eyes.
Why do I **** myself wanting you?
Why do I want you?
Quincy Poitras
Written by
Quincy Poitras  Fort Wayne
(Fort Wayne)   
   Emily Tyler and ---
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