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Dec 2015
He said he will not talk to me,
Unless I talk first.
But I don't wanna seem like one of those girls hungry with thirst.

Skin so fine,
Smile so bright.
Long endless days and sleepless nights.

How the **** could you walk pass me like you didn't see me standing here.
No head lights but a headless deer.
I hate when boys talk to you one minute then want to be invisible the next. Confusing indeed.
Deana Knight
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