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Jan 2015
The way
you smile,
showing
your teeth,
it makes
you look
like a
creep.

Stop.

You make me lose
sleep.
Makes a chill run down my spine, that guy. Brr...
Isha Kumar
Written by
Isha Kumar  20/India
(20/India)   
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