Dear April,
Last time I tried to talk to you, you just ran away.
Is it beacause of something I said?
Let me make it up to you, with another poem:
Roses Are Red
Violets are blue
Can't think of anything
But only you
~Drew
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Roses Are Red
RandomEvery day, Drew Hayden leaves notes in May's locker room. Roses are Red Violets are Blue Say you Love Me I Know you Do ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Short chapters Warning: Charcaters may be OOC
