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For he treated me like delicate china, Only to be brought out for special occasions And you wanted me like your favorite T-shirt, Which you swore got better with every wash. For he appreciated me like a museum’s special exhibit, Attending to keep up with the Joneses And you enjoyed me like your favorite diner, Taking it slow and taking your time. For he discarded me when my expiration neared But you, you never want to let me go.
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Dec 14, 2015
Dec 14, 2015 at 8:41 PM UTC
The Possibilities of You
For he treated me like delicate china, Only to be brought out for special occasions And you wanted me like your favorite T-shirt, Which you swore got better with every wash. For he appreciated me like a museum’s special exhibit, Attending to keep up with the Joneses And you enjoyed me like your favorite diner, Taking it slow and taking your time. For he discarded me when my expiration neared But you, you never want to let me go.
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Dec 14, 2015
Dec 14, 2015 at 8:41 PM UTC
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