what should be a celebration
has become a mourning of the nation
i knew i wear my heart on my sleeve
but when you been through so much grief
you take ever chance you get
try to make every moment , perfect
you got the must wonderful eyes i seen
did you know i think you are living daydream '
his arms are so manly , his smile is so friendly
the way he glance over to me in the cover
¨babe come over , never wanted this to be over
short is sweet but you make my poems --- complete
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