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by obscurity-thought

It rained heavily - on my face The wetness blocked his view - on my face Skin to skin, wiping it away won't help Oh how i hate pimples

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Published: Apr 13, 2015
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Notes: The first thing my neighbor told me today when he walked into office was 'It has rained on your face'. Never felt sad!
Tags: #sad #pimples

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