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Sep 2017
I’ve always imagined
Your house
Robbin’s egg blue
Just like your eyes
I’ve always imagined
Your mom
Cracked but beautiful
Just like your smile
I’ve always imagined
Your dad
Forward but shy
Just like your walk
I’ve always imagined
Your room
A melancholy type of old fashioned
Just like your soul
Written by
Evelyn McGee  19/Cisgender Female
(19/Cisgender Female)   
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