Sometimes I would see you in the school yard
sitting all alone and I would sit next to you,
aware of the incredulous stares being sent our way.
Whats their problem? I remember asking you
and you smirked before leaning in,
so close I could smell your aftershave.
Didn't you know babyface,
I have quite the reputation.
And I soon found out firsthand,
just how addicting you really were.
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Jasper
PoetryNo one understood him. No one knew where he came from. No one knew what he was like or who he was. No one knew why he did the the things he did. But everyone knows who he is. To put it simply, he's Jasper. [story told in verse]
