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Midnight Blue
Your strong and independent. Your silent and different. Your a man that sweeps me up off the floor. Your the kind of of man who makes me feel things I never have before . You told me your favorite color was Midnight blue. Now I see that color and all I think of is you. Walking together under the stars is something I miss to . The midnight blue sky reminds me of you. When I walked out your door for the last time . I cried and thought I love him , he’s all mine . I miss you . I love you . And when I see midnight blue . I think of you .
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