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I remember the quiet of the library, and mascara running down the front of his leather jacket.
I remember plastering a fake smile on and how nobody, not even my best friend, could see through that mask.
I remember the space-that horrid, empty space- between us on the lunchroom bench and how nobody dared to sit inbetween us.
why cant I forget?
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I remember the quiet of the library, and mascara running down

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Im_not_that_girl

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