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After You,

Sitting on the bed
I'm wanting to talk to you;
a burning desire.
The windows open and
the sky screams uncertainty,
for a girl who relies so much
on destiny,
that's not very reassuring.
Tell me it's okay,
we can still be friends
because for someone as
lonely
as I,
it means so much more.
It's not worth my heart
if, to you,
I'm anything less.





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