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Aug 11
my skin is peeling
you still bring up that i’d put glue on my hand
when you’d come over
and you’d put your hand out for a typical handshake
while i’d watch my hand harden
and then i’d rub it off till my hand turned red
while you’d just smirk and wonder why i was so unusual..

quirky you called it.

i was a weird kid
still am.

but im glad we grew up a lil bit.
cuz now i get to hold your hand
and sit close to you at parties without
your mom plopping a chair right in the middle.

still happens
Written by
everly  F
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