nessaanthea
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I don't even care about them anymore how they laugh along because my personality
or how bad i am when i'm talking,
or how funny i am, just sitting alone during the lunchbreak.
But she was there, smiling while taking a seat beside me.
Since then, i know my favorite wasn't blue anymore,
it's the color of her eyes
who stared deep into my soul.