2 foot

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By katy may

She stands 2 feet taller than me. Shining, gleeming, blonde not a hair out of place Not a blemish upon her perect face. All smiles, stroking his arm He smiles in response, all coy- stupid boy. Your the one who makes her feel better about herself. Not her price charming- and Im willing to accept you. With all your faults, with all the shit you throw at me. I can get past that. I can ignore that. But your not interested- too distracted by her shiney light, Gleeming from disco ball eyes to even notice me standing there, With holes in my pumps and tears in my eyes. Im 2 foot smaller than her.

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September 8, 2011 01:45Jameela

I love this...I feel like others can relate including me :)