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I talked to a girl, Who was texting, On a white iPhone. A quiet person, forces herself in, A conversation with someone who isn’t interested. Small talk. Empty fluff. Electronic letters, Whet her appetite. Chit chat is nothing. Nothing more, Than a pointless lesson, On how to deal with odd people.
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Apr 5, 2014
Apr 5, 2014 at 8:07 PM UTC
Sitting at the Table with a Girl
I talked to a girl, Who was texting, On a white iPhone. A quiet person, forces herself in, A conversation with someone who isn’t interested. Small talk. Empty fluff. Electronic letters, Whet her appetite. Chit chat is nothing. Nothing more, Than a pointless lesson, On how to deal with odd people.
lixian-ng
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Apr 5, 2014
Apr 5, 2014 at 8:07 PM UTC
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