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Post by JACKSON WHITE on Nov 2, 2010 9:04:28 GMT -5
Jack was at the park, twiddling a pencil in his fingers anxiously. The park was full of little kids, as it almost always was. He glared at the toddlers as they walked up to him, babbled some random word, and waddled off. He was sitting on a bench, contemplating on either to go home or go to...anywhere else. Sometimes, it was hard for him to choose. Home would be boring, anywhere else would most likely trigger conversation with someone. And he absolutely did not want that.
So, he stayed where he was. And eventually he started to sing.
I'm in trouble
I'm an addict
I'm addicted to this girl
She's got my heart tied in a knot
And my stomach in a whirl
But even worse
I can't stop calling her
She's all I want and more
I mean damn
What's not to adore?
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