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Jul 2016
He keeps me in a glass case
Shows me off all over town
Calls me his so no one else can
Brings me home whenever he can
But he never plays with me
Why does he never play with me?

Hateful and hurt emotions wrestling
They're keeping me up tonight
The glow of my phone on my face
He knows something's wrong
Why won't he ask me what's wrong?

He talks to me like I'm his little sister
He mocks me for studying what I love
He calls me a hippie because I care too much
He thinks my dreams are immature

He says I'm perfect
but I'm not his perfect
Genevieve
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Genevieve  Catalina Island
(Catalina Island)   
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