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the prissy little missy
c'est moi

Justine Marie Santangelo
September 5th, 1990
Spanish/Filipina/Portugese
Artist/musician/student
UNLV (Entertainment Engineering)
reecesaint@yahoo.com

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The Playlist
my songs

Picture - Justine Marie Serrano
Blind - Justine
After Midnight - Justine
Save Your Heart For Me.mp3 - Justine

External Links
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Multiply
DeviantArt
MySpace Artist
Simply Chic Online Shopping

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Monday, February 11, 2008
10:45 PM
Strangers

I was sitting in a corner with my face buried in hands, weeping.
Then she sat next to me, placed a hand on my shoulder and held me close.
I wept even harder, and yet I felt so much better.

Together, we walked the school grounds like we're of royalty and nobility.
Together, we defied rules from science to morality.
We pulled each other up, gave each other a boost
Shared our baon and our deepest, darkest secrets.

I stood by your door, looking for you
I asked around for you; they said you just left.
I turned around and saw you -15 feet away.
I ran, caught up, and tapped your shoulder.

You turned around... No wonder I missed you.
Facing me was a face I could not recognize
I tried to find the person I once knew and always loved, but I failed.
Ahead of me stood an odd figure. distorted. unknowable.