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no room for Monday blues its a wicked Sunday after no sweaty palms its an unsteady motion of emotions nervelessly rocking to the man in the dove coat with a brown envelope, an assuring smile or is this a folded 'back slap" we don't know meanwhile the autumn cold breeze threatens to erode his fondness on my forehead where he poured and planted his devotion without the parting of his lips and uttering of promised bliss she kept hissing "keep it together On some lean **** Tuesday morning Everything practically back to normal the sighs have lessened dreams on pause, numb is the word no rush Wednesday 's breakthrough is about the corner as i wait
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Sep 23, 2014
Sep 23, 2014 at 2:14 AM UTC
Yesterday's nuisance
no room for Monday blues its a wicked Sunday after no sweaty palms its an unsteady motion of emotions nervelessly rocking to the man in the dove coat with a brown envelope, an assuring smile or is this a folded 'back slap" we don't know meanwhile the autumn cold breeze threatens to erode his fondness on my forehead where he poured and planted his devotion without the parting of his lips and uttering of promised bliss she kept hissing "keep it together On some lean **** Tuesday morning Everything practically back to normal the sighs have lessened dreams on pause, numb is the word no rush Wednesday 's breakthrough is about the corner as i wait
samanthaww
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Sep 23, 2014
Sep 23, 2014 at 2:14 AM UTC
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