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Nov 2018
I love you,
I just don't know how to show it,
Just one chance,
I really don't want to blow it,
Every time,
I hang out with you,
I just think,
****, she's just too cute,
When you're here,
In my house and nowhere beside me,
That's when we're,
Sharing a missed opportunity,
Sometimes I'm mad at myself,
Because I can't express my love,
I want you and no one else,
Forever just raising above,
Things that will try to hold us back,
But going at a comfortable pace,
So the relationship won't crack.
.........
Honestly, love pains me,
And I don't know why,
I'm removing debris,
From my love-blind eyes,
Honestly, love fills me with joy,
And makes my love for you more intense,
Let's just be a girl and a boy,
Who can create love,
And can show the love,
At our own dispense,
Honestly, I just want you to be happy,
That's the biggest goal,
I am depressed when you're feeling unhappy,
Sadness will parch you,
Happiness feeds the soul.
Sketcher
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Sketcher  18/M/Blaine, Washington
(18/M/Blaine, Washington)   
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     Sketcher and eileen
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