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Too striking, those two dark eyes- both heartbreakers. Mine less gorgeous. Like my flowery perfume, my short, flirty skirt, supposed to be charming. But, as we danced His eyes flitted briefly to my neck or my hair Not jealous Studying Scolding my droll twirl
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Nov 11, 2014
Nov 11, 2014 at 1:18 PM UTC
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Too striking, those two dark eyes- both heartbreakers. Mine less gorgeous. Like my flowery perfume, my short, flirty skirt, supposed to be charming. But, as we danced His eyes flitted briefly to my neck or my hair Not jealous Studying Scolding my droll twirl
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Nov 11, 2014
Nov 11, 2014 at 1:18 PM UTC
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