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Jun 2014
His calloused fingers strum his guitar,
Letting out heavy metal music,
That swirls around us.
His fingers run up and down my back,
Playing the keys there.
The music echos within me,
All the way to my bones.
He inspires me to be better
And to do well in school.
He is perfectly divine but
He laughs at me when I tell him so.
Laying in the wide bed together,
There is no where else I would rather be.
He thinks he is falling for me.
I have already started to fall
And let me tell you
It is a lovely fall.
Angelique Paolucci
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Angelique Paolucci  27/F
(27/F)   
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