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I want to be lost,

With you.

I want you,

With me.


Day one,

Flowers and kisses.

Day two,

Dates and late nights.


Taxi cabs and bedrooms,

Ripped jeans and held hands,

Drunken kisses and hazy nights.

Show me your world,

Show me your heart.


Hands around your neck,

Hands around my waist.

I want to be wih you,

Forever lost in time.

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