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Nov 2012
I thought

We were going to ****

But it’s 2 AM

And you’re biting your lip

Telling me things

That you’ve never told anybody

And I’m telling you

All my awful secrets

And I feel ashamed

My breaths held back

And you’re eyes are shut

I bite my lip

Wishing I could take them back

But you open them

And look down at me

And I think that’s why I

Fell in love with 2 AM

You smiled because

You knew all my awful secrets

And you

Stayed anyway
Written by
Mary
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