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•shane yaw•

I got a job
my mom can't pay the bills anymore

I'm failing my classes
I can't focus

all I can think about

is the pretty boy in grade nine

his eyes were blue, yet seemed to radiate rainbows

his figure was small, skinnier than healthy

his lips were red, red, red, red
red like blood

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