I don't know why this month is so slow
Coughing up my lungs,
and I've lost that glow
I'll repeat myself (more than once)
because I'm back to tell you something you already know
I know you'll like this part
Tell me I'm on your mind
Sweetheart
Time goes by,
and this is hard
Tell me I'm on your mind
Sweetheart
I don't know why this hunch I have won't go
Chances are I'm wrong,
but my heart says that it's so
I'll repeat myself (more than once)
because maybe what we had is far from done
I know you'll like this part
Tell me I'm still on your mind
Sweetheart
Time goes by,
and this is hard
Tell me I'm on your mind
Sweetheart
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Frankie Martinelli
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The rough, sodden rope bit into her fingers as she swung over the roiling water far below. Reaching out with the toe of her boot, she managed to catch hold of the rain-soaked railing of the ship- and promptly slipped. Throwing herself forward, she landed hard on the deck, slamming her elbows against the wood planks. The sharp yelp of pain quickly bubbled into a laugh, and she rolled onto her back, laughing up at the gray sky as a torrent of rain washed away the soot covering her skin.
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Beautiful repeated line and loved it!!!❤️❤️💕