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Dec 2018
Quit staring at me is how I feel
Look the other way
I honestly keep seeing you look my way and when I look up you look away
I do not know if it's envy
I do not know if it is jealousy
I do not know if you are scared of me
All I know is I want to breathe
I can not do that normally
As long as you keep staring at me
Let me be
your girl b
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your girl b  NYC
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