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Jan 2017
Nothing could have prepared me
For the way you make me feel,
The way you look at me,
The way you smell,
It's all so real.
Or is it surreal?
I haven't figured it out,
Because every time we're together
My heart races in my chest,
Pounding on the walls of my rib cage,
Beating faster and faster,
*Let me out
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