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Jul 2014
It's late in the evening
& I'm staring at the walls.
I'm thinking of our future,
& all my flaws.
"I want to marry you!", I yelled.
"I want to marry you", I whispered quietly as you
began to fall asleep.
Your heads on my chest.
& all I can think about is our future & my flaws.
Adriean New
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Adriean New  Indiana
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