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Feb 2012
Stop counting stars,
Look me in the eye,
It's unsettling,
Too innocent,
The way you gaze at my shoulders,
Like they should collapse,

Stop watching the grass grow,
It's dead in my fingers,
I want you to stop me,
Don't let me speak
Β©Nicola-Isobel H.       28.02.2012
Isobel G
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Isobel G  28/F/Australia
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