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Aug 2014
The night I stayed at your house it stormed
My heart was beating so fast
I couldn't tell it apart from thunder

Your mother hates the way I look at you
She thinks I'm a dumb girl who just wants to hold your hand
I want to mail her letters telling her:

I can hold your daughter tighter than anyone else
And she holds me so tightly my ribs crack
I can't look at the stars without seeing her
She is more than everything to me
I fall asleep dreaming of my lips on her cheek
Do not ******* tell me
*She needs the love of a man
Written by
Susan G
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