Her beauty
Something she question all the time
She wakes up
To make up and waste time
Her beauty
It always runs through her mind
She takes pics,stands in mirrors and waste time
Her beauty
Man I wish she knew she was fine
But she measures it with a line from a song
She waste time not seeing what's going on
Her beauty
I ask..
Why are you so blind to the fact that your beautiful
But hide from it
Your lips hips and hair
Oh let me not forget your breast
Legs and rear
But your mind..
Your mind is what makes your beauty
I just felt that it was my job to let you how much it meant to me
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She's lucky to have a guy like you know it. Nice love write.
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Peace and God's Blessings to you and yours....If only all men thought like this....We are a dying breed indeed....Respect
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Yes indeed beautiful!!!
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