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Her eyes fell to the floor His hands were twisted And he looked away And she folded her arms And I drank my soda And regretted even coming She got mad at him And he looked lost And looked at me past her shoulder And I shrugged And drank my soda And pretended I was invisible Even though she yelled at him And he looked so sad I didn't know what to do So I fiddled with my keys And pet the dog Because my soda was gone. A few weeks later on the car ride home She cried and smoked her cigarette And asked me how she managed to lose him And I thought of that night And how lost he looked And told her I didn't know.
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Dec 2, 2012
Dec 2, 2012 at 1:15 PM UTC
Why I don't go to parties
Her eyes fell to the floor His hands were twisted And he looked away And she folded her arms And I drank my soda And regretted even coming She got mad at him And he looked lost And looked at me past her shoulder And I shrugged And drank my soda And pretended I was invisible Even though she yelled at him And he looked so sad I didn't know what to do So I fiddled with my keys And pet the dog Because my soda was gone. A few weeks later on the car ride home She cried and smoked her cigarette And asked me how she managed to lose him And I thought of that night And how lost he looked And told her I didn't know.
talitha-ford
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Dec 2, 2012
Dec 2, 2012 at 1:15 PM UTC
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