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Jan 2014
You said you would come,
Acted excited about it, too.
Hands shaking,
I made my appearance perfect,
Dreaming of the moment when our eyes would meet
again
But you never showed.
I waited hours in that
Bookstore,
Read entire books on neuroscience,
But still couldn't figure your mind out.
Oh well,
You're a little fish
Out of a whole ocean,
Why should I bother?


Because you're the only fish like you,
Yet I'm the one that can't get free,
Stuck in the face with the hooks of your lies.
IrishDraughtGirl
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