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ApathyA child starves / Thin little arms / And they say
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Nov 12, 2014
OrangeSour. / Bitter. / Bright.
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Oct 31, 2014
UntitledIt's the color of his eyes that take you in, / He approaches you with a grin. / The color of the décor on your first date
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Jul 28, 2014
BasketballI Run my fingers through my hair / Try to shake that piercing stare / I step up, take a deep breath
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Nov 10, 2013
one year later.Do you ever think of me / Or what happened last November / Do you think of us, at least?
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Nov 10, 2013
Two months laterIt’s been a month / Hell, almost two / And yet still I don’t know
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Nov 10, 2013
UntitledMy hands ball into fists / I can’t handle this / My face is red
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Jul 1, 2013
The hustle and bustlePeople rush by / Bumping others harshly / Never stop to apologize
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Jun 2, 2013
BeautyWhat is it? / Is it, being stunning, without a single flaw? / having a perfect figure, a well-defined jaw?
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May 20, 2013
I'm okayI gather up the courage to ask you / What’s been boiling in my mind. / I steel myself and type those words
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May 16, 2013
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