I've always thought
We were like post-it notes You were yellow I was blue You were covered with cartoons and smudged pencil I was riddled with doodles in permanent ink You loved What I loved You laughed When I laughed We never cried At the same time I'll never stop wishing We could've been it But now we're stuck A confusing something ~Margo
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