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May 2014
And I wonder what I am even doing
With my life
For there is no such thing as a good
Or pretty teenage romance
Every one is lustful, ****, and super
Ficial and I wonder
Where am I
That I don't want that?
Many people do, don't get me wrong
But how many teens hold hands for
All their dates and don't even bother
Sharing their breath, saliva, and lips?
Iris Rebry
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Iris Rebry
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   Grace Pickard
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