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Dear Michelle

You almost had me, I wanted you, The way you stuck to me like super glue, I was feeling you, But I knew, I could never have you, But, the way you looked at me, The way my body pleads, We can never be, Because I’m too old, And your only thirteen.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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