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what happened


Flirt

you flirt.

I did not want that

we are friends

now I hurt

You don't talk to me anymore

was I too harsh?

I recoiled at your touch

you slid your palm into mine

Put your arm around me

walked across the field 

to sit by me

why must you be

so

creepy?

thats not the word.

But I haven't heard

of one any better

you grabbed my thigh

way up high

but we are just friends

FrIeNdS

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cloetheclarinet

My name is Cloe, I'm 17. I like poetry.

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