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Surprising how much I abhorred them, they made me cringe inside. But now I love those little things, they make me burst with joy. Your bony fingers used to make my skin conjure up little bumps Now, I think they are so beautiful creating majestic works of art. Your long black hair almost covered your arched eyebrows. Thought it was a terrible haircut, Now, I'd rather you let them down. your beady little eyes moved in sync with the curling of your thin lips, whenever you made a sarcastic or cheesy remark. they used to creep me out, now, I think that makes me like you better. the shape of your clothes molded around your small frame, I always secretly thought you looked good (whispers great) in formal. Those things I thought ugly Became beautiful, sweet memories that make up, add up to = you.
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Dec 7, 2013
Dec 7, 2013 at 6:30 AM UTC
The Fine Things
Surprising how much I abhorred them, they made me cringe inside. But now I love those little things, they make me burst with joy. Your bony fingers used to make my skin conjure up little bumps Now, I think they are so beautiful creating majestic works of art. Your long black hair almost covered your arched eyebrows. Thought it was a terrible haircut, Now, I'd rather you let them down. your beady little eyes moved in sync with the curling of your thin lips, whenever you made a sarcastic or cheesy remark. they used to creep me out, now, I think that makes me like you better. the shape of your clothes molded around your small frame, I always secretly thought you looked good (whispers great) in formal. Those things I thought ugly Became beautiful, sweet memories that make up, add up to = you.
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Dec 7, 2013
Dec 7, 2013 at 6:30 AM UTC
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