I saw a girl wid my dull eyes. She saw me nd giv no rply.. Dere was a magic in her eyes... By wich i m gonna die... I spoke loudly to her... She saw me wid her flying hair i go to her nd giv a smile. She saw me as i ma spy befor i say anything to her she called me a loser............ :(
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