april twenty third, mmxvi

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dear you,

today was the day of prom. you of course brought her, and of course she looked stunning, but you. you looked beyond perfection, and I wish I could tell you that but you'd give me nothing but a scoff and a look of digust.

I wish it could have been you I was with.

- me

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