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I wrote this with a particular person in mind.

We are pedantic teenagers.

Our problems are

Everyone else’s, and everyone else’s

Problems, not our concern.

We take but do not give back,

We leave no reason for our actions.

We cry, we laugh, we tease,

We torment.

But we love as well.

Pt. 2

Uncomfortable behind our facades,

Of quiet and lipstick and

Makeup and blush,

Of overly wide smiles and

Boisterous laughter.

Sometimes the cracks show

Only a little.

About E.K.M.

Studying at university, passing the time until a publishing Talent Scout comes to pick me up and whisk me away to a world where I can be an author without having another source of income. If only.

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