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Nov 2012
Do you remember?
In Karly's front room,
Waiting for your ride.
You had been dying
To kiss me
For weeks.
You held my hands.
You looked into my eyes.
I saw yours.
Your **** brown eyes.
They are so beautiful.
Our noses touched.
I felt butterflies.
Then boom.
fireworks.
Did you see those beautiful fireworks?
I could feel your heart beat.
boom.
ba boom.
Thudding.
Thundering.
You were so nervous.
But no where near
as nervous
as me.
Mariah
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Mariah
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