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Sunday, June 24, 2012

Incomplete...

The less I try to think of you,
The more I end up missing you..
The more I try to get over you,
The more I fall in love with you..

You are fun, quirky and claim to be dark,
but with no one else i can feel this spark,
Your eyes, your smile and talks so fine,
I wish as you are, you wud be mine..

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