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Feb 2019
I'm so,
Scared,
When I stare,
Off into space.

That if i stop,
Staring,
And uncross my eyes,
I'll see...

Everything.
No longer able to hide behind the soft lashes,
And beautiful smiles,
That you gave.

And realize...
This diner *****.
Postal Leo
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Postal Leo  16/M/Good Ol' Texas
(16/M/Good Ol' Texas)   
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