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Alone and crushed I sit in denial With a new addition To my wet sock pile Such optimism Has caused my demise Force fed the truth I finally realize The feelings I have Just won't translate I tossed out my line You won't take the bait Maybe I'll see you Again down the line I hope I can tell you I got along fine That I've moved on And met someone new But that someone I met Just isn't you Those deep brown eyes And crooked little smirk I was off in a daydream Now awoke with a **** Tight grip of reality With a white-knuckle squeeze How can one simple text Drop me to my knees?
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Mar 26, 2020
Mar 26, 2020 at 7:27 PM UTC
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Alone and crushed I sit in denial With a new addition To my wet sock pile Such optimism Has caused my demise Force fed the truth I finally realize The feelings I have Just won't translate I tossed out my line You won't take the bait Maybe I'll see you Again down the line I hope I can tell you I got along fine That I've moved on And met someone new But that someone I met Just isn't you Those deep brown eyes And crooked little smirk I was off in a daydream Now awoke with a **** Tight grip of reality With a white-knuckle squeeze How can one simple text Drop me to my knees?
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Mar 26, 2020
Mar 26, 2020 at 7:27 PM UTC
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