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Jul 2013
Today I kissed a girl,
she smelled of pine trees--
I clearly remember,
this girl,
she burns like a fire-pit in my mind.
The one who wears,
and bears indie-fashion,
and empty promises to her boy-friend.
A lovely girl with untamed hair that falls to the small of her back,
today I kissed her;
Today I confused her;
To-day I surprised her;
Today I mortified her.
Delusion.
This is the result of my rebelling slightly to my own human-nature. Enjoy.
Emerald Proctor
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Emerald Proctor
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