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Sep 2013
Porcelain eyes, when I see you,
I cry.
I fall over, and moan sorrow,
No closure.
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Timber hair, when I see you,
It's not fair.
I clench my fists, want to scream,
Can't deal with this.
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Lightning smile, when I see you,
I can't breathe for a while.
I pause, I giggle, I holler out loud,
Being with you tickles.
Again, three different people :)
Marshall CB Hiatt
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Marshall CB Hiatt  21/M/Salt Lake City
(21/M/Salt Lake City)   
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