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Jan 2016
They said, you like him
Even though you're "like a sister to him"
And even though you deny it
Yet they still say so

Do you, really? Think he's not your type?
When you keep insisting "he's such a nice guy"
And "give it a few years, he'll be hot as hell"
But then gag at the mention of being an item?

What if you do have feelings for him?
Oh, what a sly little trickster you'd be
To steal what your best friend loves
All the while shrugging at me for suggesting it

So, is what they say true?
What do you talk about when no one is around?
Should I be worried?
Or just let my thoughts rot
On dead trees and graphite?
In retrospect, this is incredibly specific and I don't know how anyone besides me would relate to this. But if you do, please say so.
The Emerald Outcast
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     ryn, James M Vines, ---, --- and Creep
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