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Jan 2019
There you are
at my front door
you will break me
or you will become
the love of my life

He said," You know we
can't just be friends.
If I see you again -
we're going to sleep together."

He pressed the keys
He pulled on the strings
then turned off the light
Written by
Sarah Jean Bradford
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