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Winter Break
The worst thing about Winter Break is going back It’s not the tests, the essays, the never ending lectures that are so woesome It’s going back and seeing his face: Smiling and smug Knowing how well your body fits with his And how he sounds droopy with sleep, high off weed It’s the memory of... Continue Reading →
Sharp Tongue and Mace
She's wine I'm gasoline She's sweet to taste I'm deadly to swallow Light a match with her, it's romance Light a match with me, it's dangerous I bet you two don't disagree I bet she smokes weed and games She's prettier than me too I've seen her Her smile is brighter than a full moon... Continue Reading →
The Onion Girl 