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Apr 2013
I see the way that you look at me,
with your judging eyes alone,
you make me feel insecure.

So, I smile at you,
try and make you see,
that looks aren't what they seem.

But your eyes remain cold and judging,
you look at me like I am the most repulsive being ever,
And it hurts me, because I know it's true.
Ashley Nicole
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Ashley Nicole  Omaha
(Omaha)   
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