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Aug 2015
I often times imagine, as I
kiss him, what it would feel like,
to be pressing my lips tightly
against yours.

When I lay down at night
and close my eyes, I picture you,
laying next to me, and what your,
warm embrace might feel like.

I dream often about you,
sometimes we are in love,
other times I see you with her,
and I wake up heartbroken.

But then I realize, I am the
real heart-breaker here, and maybe,
it is just all exciting and new, and that is why,
it feels so good to feel this way.
Old Soul
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Old Soul  Neverland
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