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My heart pumps like in over flowing river My palms are sweaty , hearts racing As I gaze at a woman who's small in figure but mighty in heart A woman who's smile brightens the darkest caves A woman so beautiful not even the sun in the sky could dem her shine A woman so beautiful not even hatred it self could keep a frown once it caught a glimse of her presence Her eyes sparkle like glitter like roses in the medows,she's sweet and delicate attracting men's attention like magnets Men always buzzing around like flys but only to be pushed away like revolving doors because her heart has already been captured and hidden for safe keeping To protect her from the creeping lions that rome at night looking to devour a poor defensive fawn out on its on
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Aug 28, 2014
Aug 28, 2014 at 9:23 AM UTC
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My heart pumps like in over flowing river My palms are sweaty , hearts racing As I gaze at a woman who's small in figure but mighty in heart A woman who's smile brightens the darkest caves A woman so beautiful not even the sun in the sky could dem her shine A woman so beautiful not even hatred it self could keep a frown once it caught a glimse of her presence Her eyes sparkle like glitter like roses in the medows,she's sweet and delicate attracting men's attention like magnets Men always buzzing around like flys but only to be pushed away like revolving doors because her heart has already been captured and hidden for safe keeping To protect her from the creeping lions that rome at night looking to devour a poor defensive fawn out on its on
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Aug 28, 2014
Aug 28, 2014 at 9:23 AM UTC
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