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He was there.

I was here.

He comes and goes.

I'm still... just here.

I see him around the block or maybe by the hallway.

And he was never alone.

He had a fling beside him.

With his arm hugging her by the waist.

She was beautiful though.. a beautiful victim.

And like said.

The next day.. the girl next to her was different.

And the girl yesterday was there.

By her locker.

Crying.

But I'm still here watching quietly.

Trying my best.

To not be seen.

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