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I smile myself to sleep,

Cause I'm thinking of someone.

I feel a gush of happiness in me,

Cause that someone is very special!

Just want him to know...

That I need him so much,

He'll always be in my heart,

Cause I love him so much!

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  1. ♥SAR-UH♥November 17, 2008 at 5:29 AM

    thank for the comment.... by the way you and your family look really coll..... how many siblings do you have???? keep blogging! =]

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  2. Sakhi.November 17, 2008 at 8:00 AM

    rock on!!u R in love:)

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  3. *::♫♪♥'.victoria.'♥♪♫::*November 17, 2008 at 3:04 PM

    i love it! everytime i read ur poems i think of the guy =)

    just dont tell karl that ;)

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  4. jEeRoNovember 18, 2008 at 7:57 AM

    i lOve that poem u wrote on 15 Nov..can really relate to it..keep on writin gal!
    n thkx for your lovely comments =]
    have a wonderful week!

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  5. peaitlreiecniaNovember 18, 2008 at 3:10 PM

    thank you for the lovely comments

    :)

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  6. Miss. MaddieNovember 18, 2008 at 7:15 PM

    Love the post! It's really good and the pic is very pretty!!

    **Miss. Maddie**

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  7. lone poetNovember 18, 2008 at 7:17 PM

    love the poem, and u always pick out the best pictures, always are really cool

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  8. lone poetNovember 19, 2008 at 4:17 PM

    thanks

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