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Jan 2014
He stood there
All she could was stare
He had no words to say
But she had plan
Only her mouth was forced to a close with a kiss
Only it was anything but bliss
He tainted the kiss
when he tasted the girl
Two lockers down
Just another aimless thought about high school love ~shoulder Dance~
Francisco DH
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Francisco DH  21/Cisgender Male/North Carolina
(21/Cisgender Male/North Carolina)   
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