With Love
C R U S H
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There she is,
Sitting by the window,
With a journal in her hands.
There she goes again,
With her plump lips,
She pouts,
It is either she wants something
or she is just upset with something.
He chuckles,
Shaking his head,
He turns around,
Leaving.
I’ll see you again tomorrow ..
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