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May 2016
You know,
I expected them to call out to her.
Like I could have done.
Because we were best friends and I had the right to,
And everyone could see and know that.
Were.
At that moment they didn't,
So I continued to listen, waiting.
I thought to myself how I expect them to,
But that even though,
If they did I'd somehow be disappointed.
Then they did so I just thought about it.
But they didn't call from much of a distance after her.
Chloe's Not An Angel
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Chloe's Not An Angel  23/F/UK
(23/F/UK)   
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   Aeerdna
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