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Adolescence

by  hailfabio

Posted: Thursday, January 5, 2006
Word Count: 29


All the nice girls hate me,
passing by too hasty.
Oh I feel so lonely,
no one ever phones me.
Everything is boring,
am I not adoring?

Grow up.