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Dec 2013
the window I look through has your eyes
the coffee I pour out has your smile.
staring into the sun
smirking.

I have the dark roast you despised
draw the curtains.
Im eager to beat the blame.
Faking a sigh,
you turn nine shades of insane at the sound of my name.

im so glad.
Anonymouse Jane
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Anonymouse Jane  Los Angeles
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