I dream I’m touching your body;
I imagine I am near you.
Almost all the time;
But I guess that’s just my imagination and I guess that’s what every girl wants.
And imagination can be cruel
But cannot be dealt with….
It is the imaginings, the rambling of a young girl for you to think you’d want me too.
It is the imaginings, the rambling of a young girl for you to think you’d want me too.
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