TOGETHER

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here we are just you and I

if I couldn't touch you I believe I would die

my hand lays so softly upon your jeans clad leg

you can't help but see in my eyes that I'm prepared to beg

but what about all those uncovered lies

do not each our heads make just one malcontent mind

you and me what an unlikely pair

If I ever needed you though I know you would be right there

and on my part my fond friend the same goes here

Melissa

( early high school)

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