THE COLOR OF YOUR EYES, THE BRIGHTNESS OF YOUR SMILE,
GETS ME THROUGH THE DAY, THINKING OF YOU ALL THE WHILE
1 TOUCH FROM YOUR HAND, SENDS JITTERS DOWN MY SPINE
IM ALWAYS THINKING OF YOU, WISHING YOU WERE MINE
I GO HOME EACHDAY, AND THINK OF THE FEELINGS THAT IVE FELT
HOPING THAT SOMEDAY YOU WILL BE MINE BUT 4 NOW THERES SUM1 ELSE
NOT 4 LONG
I LOVE YOU JACKIE
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