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Tummy Hurts

I got a new dress
New earrings
New purse
I’m getting a haircut on Saturday  
 
All for this night
But it’s not even my night
 
It’s not our night
 
 
It’s just yours
 
You can leave me behind
 
Everyone else has
Written by moony_
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Author's Note
Prom was going to be a dream, even through my anxiety I was going to have fun, because I would be with her. But I feel as though I am just a shadow.
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