Moving On

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By Phoenix_Ashes

She looks at him, he makes her heart race what she'd give to be back at his place Her pulse quickens, palms sweaty Her breathing quickens, palms sweaty He's going to her mates and so is she She's smiling, hoping she gets lucky He looks at her and her at him He smiles and her head starts to swim Intense feelings nothing short of lust He moves forward, she knows she must Their faces draw closer, perfume smelt Their lips connect and her heart melts She falls for him head over heels It's being in love, i know how she feels He feels the same, it's roses he'll send To the person i love, my ex girlfriend

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