the empty house besides hers,
was filled during summer,
when she shut herself in,
and stayed in all day.
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sounds of the moving truck,
could be heard,
from her bedroom.
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sounds of laughter,
could be heard,
and somehow,
made her sadder.
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would she ever be like that?
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the room outside her window,
the one she never liked,
moved in a boy who,
she also thought she would never like.
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perfect imperfections
Historia Cortaimperfections, who's normal without them? hers were her scars and spots. but to him, hers were perfect. -warning- contains suggestion of cutting and is down right depressing
