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Aug 2012
Her
I think about you constantly,
Don't know what to say,
What to do, or how to act.
I daydream about us,
the stuff we would do,
the places we would go.
You're trapped in my mind,
and I've lost the key.
If I don't say something,
I'm going to explode.

I just want Her...
Written by
MrStealYoGurl
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