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Apr 2021
I’m worried about her,
the girl next door
Yes I see her smile
but it’s not about that

I see the way she drags her feet
Walks in rain with no umbrella
Picks petals off flowers
Stands on cracks in pavements

Worried her smiles not genuine
Worried when the last time it was
Worried what’s she’s hiding
Worried about her
Written by
Poppy  24/F/England
(24/F/England)   
95
     Rob Rutledge and Imran Islam
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