Thursday, January 7, 2010
Roll the Dice
Her eyes hold a mystery that you can't solve, and her hair holds a beauty that you can't touch. Her face holds a joy that you wish you knew. You tell her she's beautiful, and you tell her she's pretty. But you will never tell her you want her to be yours. Heaven forbid you risk it all for the only girl you have ever wanted to give every piece of yourself to.
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