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Jul 2014
22
She hears whispers down the corridor
and laughter down the halls
She hears her heart breaking
because you never called

Another one night stand
Another drink
Another man

all for this crazy little thing called love

She dreams of genies in bottles
Her blood runs thin

Hopeless
Lost
and loveless

And there comes a time
when we all ask ourselves
why.
erin walts
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erin walts  22/F/texas
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