Signals

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By <b>. QUEENIE .</b>

we always hide behind many things. these smoke screens in order to hide what we really feel... and sometimes we find ourselves sending out the wrong signals... an intake of air that was too long... a sigh.. a flutter of the eyelashes... the twitch of a finger... like honey bees doing a secret dance a slight move can change it all break our friendships let our masks crack... and fall. xoxo Kyelle

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