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when I want something
she likes the sound
of my voice
my hands making her hair
a beautiful mess
when I show her how much
I care
little things tell her everything
she needs to know
I think she loves me the most
when I'm all myself
when I act the way I do
when nobody is around to see
when I show her my bare soul
for a second
sometimes even longer
my soul shines through when
I'm looking at a beautiful thing
when I feel something beautiful
or ugly
it's passion
the real me is mostly
passioned
about the world
everything with it
I put my everything
In those things
when I want something,
I get It
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