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So there's this kid in my class that I kinda like but I don't freaking know SO TO MY FRIENDS READING THIS DONT GET ANY IDEAS. i take things I observe and feel and exaggerate them

His hair is like his smile
Soft
His smile like his eyes
Kind
His eyes like him
Mysterious, kind, intriguing
Sometimes I study his eyes
They're so dark that his pupils get lost in the deep brown of his irises
His smile is kind
His laugh is soft
He is beautiful


This was crap but I feel bad for not updating and I need to get the bad writing out of my system

Written-2/15/17

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