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Jeremy

I love him,
I'm his baby girl,
He's my hot army dude,
He makes me smile,
He makes me feel alive again,
And when he smiles,
God that makes me feel so good,
Like the sun comes out,
And it somes into me,
It makes me want to draw again,
Something I haven't done in five years,
I want to trace his lips,
And draw his eyes,
Those eyes that look so sad,
But when trained on me,
I see him open,
I see what no one elese could tell,
And I feel like I matter..



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