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Chapter Three in the series of poems that form The Molly Diaries

When I open the door
And see a perfect rose
Sitting on the porch,
I smile.
When I open my locker
And a note falls out,
I blush.
When I turn around
And see you,
I almost cry.
I missed you,
I love you,
And without you,
I would die.

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[Sharon]

I like the last few lines, "I love you, And without you, I would die." Nicely written.