That Girl That girl with the long hair I pay attention Even when you think I don’t care That’s just an act A mask to hide behind Crushing on a personality Oh so kind That girl speaks poetry In her normal tone With her normal words It sounds like Shakespeare to me An unfinished sonnet…

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Make up running down your face Smearing from cries of regret I invited you over To numb you Walking behind me Arms so tight around my stomach You act as if you’re mine now I’m fine with that Following me room for room You want to be loved Even if it isn’t from him I’ll…

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Thanks for joining me! Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton

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