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Jun 2019
When I think about her I smile,
Because she's beautiful and she's worthwhile.
Her smile lights up my day so I feel warm,
And I love holding her and her head rest on my chest with no reform.
I keep thinking about the times we laugh and made funny jokes,
And the times that we hardy even spokes,
I feel so good when I see her happy and fill with joy,
I hope she will keep allowing me to love and so her that there's more to enjoy.

When I think about her I cry,
Because I know she is hurting inside,
And she tries to hide it from me and others,
But I'm not foolish, so I'll know before another.
And I get a bad feeling like it's happening to me,
Because it's effective and I love her unconditionally.
And then she cries so very deep inside,
And tries to cover it up with her beautiful smile.
But who have eyes to see let them see,
I see her hurting and it really troubles me.
But then she stops, regenerate and happiness flows in her heart again,
But I cry because her troubles are not gone, and some day she'll feel that pain.

When I think about her I will Do,
Do my best, do right, do her no wrong, do what she requests of me,
Because she my C bear, my all and my Queen.
Z
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Z  24/M/Enslaved abyss
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