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Apr 8
He liked my smile but
not my laugh.
He liked my sarcasm
but hated my scars.
Between hello and we need to talk
I wanted the world and all he could give me were
three idiot words.
Again, what's on the tin. I should probably stop procrastinating.
Written by
chichee  19/F/Sydney
     Ale, Vani, Seanathon, Jaxey, N and 3 others
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