Small Talk Poem by abi Whitaker
Small Talk
Start to think i'm getting my friend back
but how do i realy know
were we just making small talk
trying not to let your true colours show
you talk to everyone but me and only me if you have to
and my curly hair isn't as good to hide behind
than my straight hair.
Saturday, October 8, 2011
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4/19/2024 5:54:16 AM # 1.0.0.1119
It's a nice poem and meaningful!