I want to be with you
I will give up my past
A love so true
Dont make me last
McDonald's is my favorite place to eat
I go there in a haste
Their me
Being with you i feel like the dismissal bell
I leave an empty path the rush as well
I cry at thoughts of losing you
We'll be stuck together smeared in glue
Buckled together emotionally inept
It is my heart where you are kept
i love you,
dee
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