In creative writing today, even though it was sposed to be a study hall, I wrote a poem and I want you to tell me what you think.
The Way It Used To Be
I want to get next to you.
Fell you like I used to.
Hold you like its my last day.
Love you again in every way.
Kiss your lips with my last breath.
This life I live will never rest.
Til the day I'm
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