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His Beauty

As I sit at the table with my friends I am blinded by his beauty,
I haven't seen anyone this perfect so it is new to me.
I find myself starting to stare,
But it seems as if he dosen't care.
I wish I could say one word to him,
But then I notice the rest of them.
I look back at him only to see his dark eyes,
I slump down in my seat because I am so suprised.
Am I supposed to go something?
Am I supposed to see what that would bring?
I'm in love with him and I don't even know his name.
I look at all the other boys, I see they aren't the same.

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  • Missa
    October 15, 2008

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    OME!!! [[oh my Edward]] That's how I feel every time I am reading Twilight. I'll be reading it in class, then I look up [[because i am so dazzled by Edward]] and I am so dissappointed that all I see are humans... lol! Great job! I love love love love it!!!