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Your memory is in my mind tonight;
I think about you every single day.
I love the songs you sang to me at night,
Crave you when you're away my thoughts go stray.

I miss that smile it makes me go wild.
I want you close to me all day and night.
The days without you are so dead and mild,
If I see you I will overexcite.

I think about when we can reunite;
I long the day I get to see your eyes.
I'll find a way to see you I just might.
I think about you and break down to cry.

And though I wait for you all day and night,
Without your touch and voice I live in spite.

-- Seneca S., 9th-12th Grade Guest