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The Admirer
Maybe you don't know me,because i'm not rich,nor popular i guess.
Just to see your sweet and gentle smile is my happiness.
My heart is aching when i see you sad and crying.
Your success in life,is always that i'm praying.
Throughout the day,not from far away,
My vision is committed and watching over you.
But i have no malice or evil intention like others do.
So please don't call me a whimsical weird stalker,
Because i'm just your caring...secret admirer.
Carla^_^Carla 2/23/11
©Carla Megy Haze-drizzle of thoughts
Needles And Pins - Smokie
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The Admirer
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