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Mar 2013
There is a parenthesis plastered to her face.
She stands out in a crowd with her glowing
cheeks and
her infectious laughter.
But if you really look at her,
you'll see the void of happiness in her eyes.
She's not as happy as she pretends to be,
among the crowd of misguided youth.
Her parenthesis are turned the wrong way
but only her eyes tell us the truth.
Kendra Gibson
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Kendra Gibson
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   Rebecca Carter
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