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by sarah jenkins   May 28, 2005


Shaggy dark brown hair,
His jeans ripped at the knees.
You act like you don't care,
But you know I'm here to please.

Ill love you the right way,
Never to hurt you or make you cry.
Wont you come outside and play,
Wont you just give me a try.

Your smile is like heaven,
So perfect, so sweet.
Never will i call you at seven,
To be with you would be a treat.

Your touch makes me tremble,
Your smile brings chills.
You would be hard to assemble,
But Challenges to me are thrills.

Maybe I'm moving too fast,
Maybe I'm not moving at all.
But i can be with you at last,
I wish you would catch me when i fall.

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