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Aug 2013
We told each other lies we said we would never fall for.
Guess I don’t know you all that well, anyway.

Guess it doesn’t matter that every time the lights go off my
Hands are on your face and you,
You also have hands.

I will try to stop telling you how silly all these girls are.
I had meant to stop catching your eyes,
Catching my eyes out of corners when we both should be focused on other things.

I tried to sleep and dreamt you had left in the night.

I tried to sleep, alone and aware of you alone in the night.
Lizz Parkinson
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   AJ and Miranda Renea
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