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Apr 2010
I pray that you were sober
When you told me to come over
Because the way you held my hand wasnt right,
And when you kissed me  on the cheek
It sent chills down my spine, so discreect
For once in two months you didnt fight.  

I pray it wasnt a lie
When you looked me in the eye
Because you blurted it out of the blue
I can only hope that you meant it
And if you didnt, you shouldnt have said it
I love you.
I havent written a poem that actually has a rhyme scheme in a while, and this kind of just came to mind one line at a time.
Victoria Christie
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   Lizz Hinch and Farida Salem
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