Lost

July 1, 2009
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The night it began,there was a summer breeze.The breeze made your hair do funny things.You had me the first time our eyes met.
Our summer love was the best.I really thyought you were the one.
Everytime i saw you, my hearts skipped a beat.
The night you said goodbye.My heart was lost all over again





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