Lilly snapped out of it in a second
and looked around? She called out for Ally
but the place was jammed packed.
Sweaty Bodies. Sticky Alcohol. Distinct Smells.
It all made her feel fuzzy but It could've been a contact high,
a thick layer of weed clogging the air.
She pushed open a random door,
naked bodies.
Another door,
a circle of people.
Another door,
her beautiful angel.
But why was she crying?
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Pin Straight
PoetryLilly found a girl who she thought she could share her life with. A girl with long black hair and bright eyes but there was just one little problem. That girl didn't know she liked girls -- a girl who said she was as pin straight as her ebony tresse...
