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   I've been told you're not good for me. Its been said you'll "ruin" me. People think we won't make it. But I will not believe them. We have a chance.
   I don't define you by your scars, they are a work of art explaining to the world your past.
   I will not go off of what everybody else says and thinks about you. I have my opinions. They don't think your a good person, but I see the real you.
   I know the difference in your smile and your false display of happiness. When you smile you make everything better. Its inevitable when I see you, you make my day better.
   I don't see what they see. All I see is you. I love you and that's all that matters..

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