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Mixtape

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Time Stopped
He placed a simple tape within my hands
Filled with his favorite bands
Not intentionally slipping love songs, I had hoped

A flustered face, and a race
to the car where the tape would be placed
Heart pounding, listening
Listening, listening, yearning, wishing

Wishful that the love was mutual
That maybe we would have a future
Time stopped





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