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Now how can I help you see your beauty
when you don't even come to terms or see
That all men do dream of a girl like you
wake dissapointed in morn without you!
The moon and sky could never compare
and Nature's true roses would never dare
to question just how beautiful you are,
Look in the mirror and see how you are!
Though if you insist on closing your eyes
Then my love I will never be your guy.
Copyright © Caleb Schmitt | Year Posted 2012
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