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Pink Faerie
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I looked at my
Reflection Secret smiles In the glass And melting ice within Kitty and another Of her boys Sat across from us The music pounding So close to the Dance floor Line dancers And college kids Fighting for the space Crowded as it was Eventually college won We laughed and talked Late into the night I still feel I missed something But that's fine We don't catch Everything from Rum and coke nights Dancing with Random boys Following my own path Reveling in the Flashing lights The power of My own accountability Knowing my strength In not caring As long as I Go home alone |
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Cant say why just has a familiar tone
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