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Jul 2013
there is this boy
I admire
with blue eyes I can
analyze endlessly
and his smile is described
as a little source of my happiness

there is this boy
I admire
who's quietness makes him
oddly attractive
and also when he fiddles with
his hair at times

there is this boy
I admire
whom in his eyes I don't exist
and in his eyes he seeks for another
and that other won't ever be me
but as long as he's happy
I'm okay
(c.r)
Catherine
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Catherine  UK
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