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not sure if I am cold like they believe or simply numb, from being treated coldly for so **** long. a pretty girl whose smile is always in rare form spectators judge others intriqued with the quiet storm. "knock knock, is anybody home?" I AM HERE, but my emotions are long gone.
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May 25, 2014
May 25, 2014 at 3:00 PM UTC
Smiling faces tell lies/blank faces tell truths
not sure if I am cold like they believe or simply numb, from being treated coldly for so **** long. a pretty girl whose smile is always in rare form spectators judge others intriqued with the quiet storm. "knock knock, is anybody home?" I AM HERE, but my emotions are long gone.
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May 25, 2014
May 25, 2014 at 3:00 PM UTC
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