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Beautiful
This beautiful woman has my heart,
She had it from day one.
This woman helps when I fall apart,
When my heart is overrun.
She doesn't even have to speak
To lift my burdened soul.
But when she does, she makes me weak
And fills my heart's deep hole.
When I see her face, I'm filled with peace,
The storm of my soul fades.
My nervous butterflies then cease,
The stormy waves then stayed.
Her laugh is worth much more than gold,
Her smile worth more than jewels.
Her precious giggle ne'er gets old,
Her voice is never cruel.
She's beautiful, inside and out,
She's wonderful to me.
She takes away the foggy doubt
Of mediocrity.
