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She Stands Alone,

Independent As Ever,

Soft On The Eyes

Beautiful Long Hair

There She Was,

Sitting In Front Of Me

First Thing I Did Was Speak

Only A Few Words Were Exchanged

But We Made A Game

Only We Could Play It,

Cause With Another It Wasnt The Same

We Chatted A Little

Those Fat Fingers Of Hers

She Tried to Hide Them

But I Quickly Grabbed One And Held It For A Second

Caressed It Gently, Smoothly Letting It Go,

Thoughts Ran Through My Head, I Wanted To Let Her Know

That I Wasn't Going To Pass Up This Opprotunity

I Got Her Number Eventually,

We Talked On The Phone, Hours At A Time

I Really Liked This Girl

And She Was Fine !

Kept Conversation, Randomness And All

And Then There Came A Day

Where I Made It All Fall

I Messed Up And Didn't Know What I Wanted to Do,

But Then We Spoke Again After All We Had Been Through

Her Tears, And My Down Days

Even Though It Was All On Me

I Still Felt It In The Worst Way

She Then Explained How She Felt

And My Heart Skipped A Beat'

The Message She Had Sent,

Oh So Sweet

She Called, We Exchanged Words

Could This Be True ?

I Didn't Know What I Wanted Then

But Now I Know, Thats Its You <3

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B.Mitch
<p>A poem from 10th grade about a girl that I pursued</p>

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