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Jan 2014
Eye contact.
Thats something I strive for when I'm around you.
Those beautiful blue eyes that stare into me.
When you hold my hand, and play around with me,
I loose it.
You make me feel like I'm on cloud nine.
Being close to you,
talking to you,
it's like a drug.
You ignite this fire inside of me.
You are a mystery to me.
I don't understand you.
But I want to know what makes you tick.
I want to know all of your secrets.
And I want to tell you mine.
Your the first person since...him.
Emily Kauffman
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Emily Kauffman  Neverland
(Neverland)   
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   AJ
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