How I Feel About You
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Last published Tue, Oct 1, 2013
If my heart stopped; would you miss me? Would you even notice I'm not there? Of corse you wouldn't. You don't know how I feel and I want to keep it that way. You'll never understand how much I love you and how I would do anything for you.
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