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by HisBlueEyedAngel Aug 21, 2007 category : Life, society / other
Walking through a bed of roses smelling the nice sweet sent coming from them. The sky is blue as blue could be open not a cloud in it. Grass as green as soft as it has ever been before never seen or felt somthing like all of this befor. Your smile as big like a child really happy telling me you love me more than anything and you want to spend the rest of your life with me.