Write Things Down

By, Toffer Surovec

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Notes &

Pixie Cut

She cut her hair short
To be more like mine
On pillows and shirts

So you wouldn’t second guess
To keep us all together

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Notes &

What didn’t that smile mean?

Playful flirty smile
Glossed and welcoming
Pursed sarcastically at my dissolute glances

Swallowing your straw unsafely
Sexy stare locking my eyes to yours
Are you just seeing how far you can take this or is it real?

You bite your lip like all girls learn to do in the mirror

What didn’t that smile mean?

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