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Jan 2019
The way she speaks
To the dimples on her cheeks

The way she walks
And how I think she rocks

As I admire her short hair
And the clothes that she would wear

Then when she speaks to me
Everything feels free

With the butterflies I felt
Every word makes my heart melt

And with her totally badass ways
My feelings are ablaze

God, she’s awesome
With her, I never feel glum.
Ughhhhhhhhh
Mohannie
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Mohannie  18/F
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