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Special Someone

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Broken-Heart6

Published: Apr 14, 2008

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Special Someone
You are so special to me
I had fallen apart
You put me back together
He held me tight
Only to throw me down hard
You picked me up
Promised it was all okay
I trusted you
I still do
All I have left to say...
I love you

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I wrote this as a dedication to my best friend and my boyfriend

I love you so much and I'm glad I found you

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liolta

Apr 18, 2008

Sweet

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