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| I said good-bye once and I don't want to do it again. The memory of the hurt still lingers. Now there's someone new, along with a new challenge. Two months, and we both know it. We - a word I haven't said for six months Myself and someone I like and care for. Someone I can't stop touching when I'm near him or looking at or thinking about Someone real, someone....I could love if it came to that A sarcastic, lost teen who's hand fits perfectly in mine and who's kisses on my neck make me shiver. Somone who's smile drives me crazy, and in just being near him, tests my self control. A person I am happy with. I've said good bye once, can I say it again? November 11, 2001 |
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