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Dec 2016
You're the first thing that I think of in the morning
And the last thing that I think of in the night

Whenever im holed up in my room mourning
Going over what's gone wrong all through my life

You make me want to step outside,
Take a breath of the air
Feel the sun on my skin and the light hit my eyes

And I'm aware that it's cheesy
But it's you and me-e-e
On a scale of one to ten
You're eleven

Whenever you wrap me in your arms,
I can feel your warmth surrou-ound me

I feel so-o-o protected from harm
And there's nothing that could disappoint me

You make me want to keep on smiling,
Take a bite of a laugh
And i can't hold it back it's beguiling

And I'm aware that it's cheesy
But it's you and me-e-e
On a scale of one to ten You're eleven

You're always in my space,
KillingΒ  me with your embrace,
Tickling my heart,
It tears me apart,

And I'm aware that it's cheesy
But it's you and me-e-e
On a scale of one to ten
You're eleven
Elizabeth Sommers
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Elizabeth Sommers  18/F
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