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Apr 2014
I'm ripping out the pages of your notebook

You're tearing me apart from the look in your eyes

The taste of your lips

The sound of your voice

You build the walls that lay deep down inside of me

My soul is home whenever you are around

I can go on and on about you all day

You are just ******* great
Olivia Rose
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