societies standards has her feeling like a monster a wrong the wrongs he has done her the time that has passed the pain he has caused the nerve yet it rings, he calls disgust, eats inward depth,deeply at a weakness she has not yet overcome a jacket, a bike, a smile an excuse excused by everyone she asks herself, what is it that he is really seraching for another girls voice speaks with his in the bcakround of 35 cents a thought in her mind a busy road haunting, like a ghost trying to move onward he always seems to call her back to a thought, in her mind contact kept, to keep a thought in her head tourchorous, a scar on her heart wrong is she answering the call wrong is he for pressing remembering the numbers wrong are they for pretending addictedBirth sign: Not entered
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