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Will you talk?
Seeing you stand there next to your friend while he is asking me how I am doing,
while you are looking at the ground like lost puppy,
what are you drawing on the ground with your toes?
You are 20steps of him apart,
You want to be a kinda part of it right?
But also not.
It hurted me,
Because even tho you left like a Flesh,
You weren't embarassed facing my red cried face in a classroom setting.
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Adna Demiri
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