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They say love is blind. If love is blind why is it that I see her in the faces of strangers. In the places I go, In the foods I eat. I see her in the shows we used To watch together and the Books we were supposed to read. If love is blind, How is it I see her The second I open my eyes. Blind? I'm not buying that.
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Mar 29, 2015
Mar 29, 2015 at 3:00 AM UTC
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They say love is blind. If love is blind why is it that I see her in the faces of strangers. In the places I go, In the foods I eat. I see her in the shows we used To watch together and the Books we were supposed to read. If love is blind, How is it I see her The second I open my eyes. Blind? I'm not buying that.
michael-james
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Mar 29, 2015
Mar 29, 2015 at 3:00 AM UTC
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