Mr.Almost
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Last published Wed, Oct 7, 2015
He's sweet, kind and caring.
Mom wants me to marry him, and my friends tell me to keep him.
But when we kiss.. Yeah it's sweet.. But no sparks.
He's Mr.Perfect.
But I don't want perfect.
I want my own love.
A love that's Almost perfect,
A love that's unique.
I want my
Mr.Almost.
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