Twelve

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I am seventeen years old
We yell at each other one night
He screams that I repress my emotions
And I argue that he does too
I yell that he never tells me how he really feels
And he yells that he's in love with me
And I run towards him
And he kisses me
Tears drop into our open mouths
But we don't care

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