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I just wanted her to smile as if I was her definition of perfection
Even with errors in my ways.. in her eyes my flaws are in no way to dictate her affection
Asking her is this the closest she’s been to heaven
Because I want to lift her as if I was her angel
I want to be her savior
Her urge… Her sin
I want to see that beauty in which she owns
I want to be her own
For her to own my feelings
For her presence is the reason for my devotion…

Jay G