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about love


Submitted:Nov 29, 2012    Reads: 42    Comments: 2    Likes: 2   


The Piano played smoothly and gracefully, filling the building with lovely sounds. The boy's strong, smooth hands swiftly move across the piano never missing a note. His soft, tender, gentle, cheerfull voice starts to pick up and sing the words of the song. His kind light, golden blue eyes sweep across the audience, as they sing with him. In the audience, she sings with him like the rest of the people. She watches him, her heart fluttering rapidly. He catches her eye and a smile forms across his face, that one little crooked sharp tooth poking out that she loves so much. She smiles back.





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