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Sep 2013
You're the star in my eye when I lay down at night
To count the ones in the sky
You shine so bright so I'm not sure anyone really understands
How hard it is for me to see sometimes
If you were a cop, you'd tell me I'm not allowed to be here after dusk
And I'd scramble for my keys and leave your arms in a rush
If you were a ballerina you'd dance around the room
Instead of staying inside my head all day like you do
You'd go outside and dance in the rain
And I'd finally be able to think with my brain
Instead of yours
You go to bed before me every night
And I stay up wondering when you will wake up again
Until I fall asleep and dream that you did

I am falling in love with the broken record in my head
But if you're reading this,
I am falling in love with you.
You make me so corny.
I **** at writing when I'm happy.
You make me so happy.
Jamie Horridge
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Jamie Horridge  23/F
(23/F)   
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