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teenage lovers |
| I love your voice, your soft brown hair. I love your eyes and love your stare. I love your laugh, your cocky smirk, your stupid jokes. You precious jerk, you know I do. I want my hands all through your hair each treasured strand. I’m wrapped around your finger still. Am I yet yours? Your love does kill the things I hold so close to me and yet you’re the best jerk I see. |