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Oct 2018
trace the outline of my being

trace my joys and my sorrows
trace my fear of the morrows

trace the way I sit still when you notice me

draw my feeling
draw my love

trace the passion I'm ashamed of

trace me
I played with rhyme little in this one, I don't know if I did well or not. It's just a crush
avery
Written by
avery  19/F/under my bed
(19/F/under my bed)   
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       Bobby Dodds and Jamison Bell
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