The Way You Fell
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Every Thursday, at 16:30 when I enter the drama building,
I see him.
I notice his every little detail from head to toe with pure lust in my eyes. I notice the way he takes the time to listen to his friends. I notice the way he puts his whole passion into acting. Just like me.
But he wouldn't know that..
Because he's never noticed me.
Well that was before the teacher pared us up together..
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