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Aug 2020
I can't believe,
I once craved for someone's attention.
I walked into their offices,
And they walked out for their lunch breaks.
I waited for their texts and phone calls,
As they deleted my number.
Yet my priorities were in my call log.
I take the crown of stupidity and place it on my head.
Written by
Angela
53
       Mark S, ---, Juneau and iixiixixvii
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