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Sep 2013
Your charms are engraved on my heart ,
your  scent  forever lingering on my clothes,
every detail of your fluttering lashes and how your hair fall,
I will remember it.
I do not need to  open my eyes to see,
your image is burned inside my eyelids.
I could see you as clear as  I can.
Young and Beautiful.
Perfection at it's  very best.

*They were lying when they said no one is perfect,
because you're.
Jodie Bee
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