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Mar 2019
there's something about the way you smile,
that makes me tingly and bares me warmth,
so do me a favor and never stop
smiling at me.

it's a drug,
and i've become addicted,
to the way your lips quirk upward,
so look my direction and smile,
just promise you won't stop.
nightdew
Written by
nightdew  14/F
(14/F)   
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   daylene wolfe
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