Pink isn't feminine

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The light hit her face
And I swore I was dead.
A halo appeared to be above
Her head making her pink hair glow.

The dream came crashing down

as my eyes opened and I found my eyes

looking into Jane's eyes.

"Jane, get out." I groaned, putting a pillow over my face.

"I think you're forgetting where you live," I could hear the grin.

",You also forget who you were with before cotton candy head 

showed up." I removed the pillow from my face glaring up at her.

"I think you're forgetting who showed me the girls swim team." 

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I HAD NO BUSINESS BEING WITH HIM

THAT'S WHAT JANE HAD TOLD ME

BUT I WENT OUT ON A WHIM

WE WERE MEANT TO BE.

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My world began to crumble

as a girl with pastel hair told

me her days were numbered.