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the flu

I have to stop looking at your pictures

And staring at your crooked smile.

Remember to forget your number

And lashes that went on for miles.

Your shy look, when you wanted a little more

Undressed, and took my body on a tour.

Guess the long drive was just too much for you

The last kiss I gave, must have given you the flu.

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jess-t
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Feb 8, 2011
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Copyright Jess tallini, 2011.

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