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Jul 2019
Your eyes, prettier than you say I am
You got your nose pierced and it’s making you harder to resist
Your smile, brighter than our futures combined
But hey! I never would’ve met you if not for our minimum wage jobs
Your rep, worse than the instability you give me
People tell me no, that you just want me for reasons I want people to want me for
But hey
You’re cute and looking at you can’t hurt, can it?
avery
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avery  19/F/under my bed
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     Abednigo Mogale, Diana and Bogdan Dragos
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