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Whitney Carmona

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

26 poems·Since April 2013
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Stranger

April 23, 2013
I don't know who you are Ill call you stranger for now But i know you're a kind person Waited with me in the cold for the bus Stood next to me when there were seats available Smiled at me when everyone else looked at me weird Talked to me about hoe you were in a rush to work I like your smile, and your honey colored eyes I like the tattoos on your neck and the way you kissed the back of my palm when you left I don't know how but Stranger you made my day. And so this is for you. Thank you Stranger.
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