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Aug 2015
i looked at him like if he were my stars to my night sky
like if he were my candles in a dark room
i look at him like no other has looked at him before
i craved him like how squirrels craved nuts
how babies craved candy
and i wanted him more then i ever wanted someone
but to him i was just another girl
another girl in the crowd ,who wasn't special
and all i know is that i was that other girl and i was never
going to be more then that.
Written by
gabriela  riverside
(riverside)   
325
   Joseph Paris
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