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From the first month, I'm hers and From the last pause, she's mine, I need a secret textbook Learning things under covers The hostility, when I Tickle her fancy, each night I synthesise the same fights Her point of view's another So soon for you To somehow find the best of me Heavy petting, she welcomes Under my skin, I'm broken We're a jigsaw with pieces Gone but not forgotten And if we go slow, its fine To build our own Rome, takes time The chemicals flow, when I Visualise when we're older So soon for you To somehow find the best of me Falling in places In between spaces That I never could have imagined before
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