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I love the way your eyebrow raises when you feel uncomfortable. I love the expression on your face when you are shocked. Does anybody else notice? how your initial laughter explodes out of you, like a water balloon soaking me all over. will anyone consider? why you use your pinky to play with your lips, as the other fingers scrunch together your right cheek. Will the next boy see? the slight back and forth bouncing of your head when you’re hurrying. when you stick your neck out slightly to smile for a photo, only when it’s your real smile. will he be able to tell the difference, between your real smile, and your fake one. But most of all i wonder, will he point out the yellowy spec that floats around in your right eye. the cliche of sparkling eyes, of someone's eyes like stars. you seem to have the sun in yours, Will he revolve around it? like i did. like i do.
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Mar 14, 2021
Mar 14, 2021 at 7:39 AM UTC
What Makes Up The Sun
I love the way your eyebrow raises when you feel uncomfortable. I love the expression on your face when you are shocked. Does anybody else notice? how your initial laughter explodes out of you, like a water balloon soaking me all over. will anyone consider? why you use your pinky to play with your lips, as the other fingers scrunch together your right cheek. Will the next boy see? the slight back and forth bouncing of your head when you’re hurrying. when you stick your neck out slightly to smile for a photo, only when it’s your real smile. will he be able to tell the difference, between your real smile, and your fake one. But most of all i wonder, will he point out the yellowy spec that floats around in your right eye. the cliche of sparkling eyes, of someone's eyes like stars. you seem to have the sun in yours, Will he revolve around it? like i did. like i do.
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Mar 14, 2021
Mar 14, 2021 at 7:39 AM UTC
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