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My Girl She sits in front of me, Everyday and yet She still knows not my love, For her. Her smile, Her grace, Ever day I see her face. I think she's not some girl But, My Girl. Dedicated to IcySky
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Jul 31, 2015
Jul 31, 2015 at 3:40 PM UTC
My Girl
My Girl She sits in front of me, Everyday and yet She still knows not my love, For her. Her smile, Her grace, Ever day I see her face. I think she's not some girl But, My Girl. Dedicated to IcySky
It's summer time and love is all around us...Go have fun.
davon-brown
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Jul 31, 2015
Jul 31, 2015 at 3:40 PM UTC
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