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Our beginning is totally cliche and overused High school acquaintances, both moved to start a career A friend request you sent, by my bubbly nature I accepted Conversing you persuaded me into tossing out my digits Completely engulfed, a strong friendship we made Life struggles, we conquered in the first week of dating Fast pace, we were cruising and agreed, "hey let's get married" Two weeks it took to say I do Life smacks us hard, we never miss our groove Babies, babies, changing your direction Glance into your heart, how profound it is to be parenting You were not ready to be a daddy Your ego grew and I always forgave you Young, drunk and dumb was your history Separated and unplanned, awaken you became You still wanted control and I said here take chunks of my energy Now frazzled and drained, I am on the brink of leaving Blurred, I only see spotty portraits of that white cake The sweet taste smudged against my face and the way you licked your lips Time loves to cause a stampede with memories Brush the hair from my eyes, I feel the hail falling as I cry Is this what "and they lived happily ever after" means
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May 7, 2016
May 7, 2016 at 2:37 PM UTC
My definition of marriage
Our beginning is totally cliche and overused High school acquaintances, both moved to start a career A friend request you sent, by my bubbly nature I accepted Conversing you persuaded me into tossing out my digits Completely engulfed, a strong friendship we made Life struggles, we conquered in the first week of dating Fast pace, we were cruising and agreed, "hey let's get married" Two weeks it took to say I do Life smacks us hard, we never miss our groove Babies, babies, changing your direction Glance into your heart, how profound it is to be parenting You were not ready to be a daddy Your ego grew and I always forgave you Young, drunk and dumb was your history Separated and unplanned, awaken you became You still wanted control and I said here take chunks of my energy Now frazzled and drained, I am on the brink of leaving Blurred, I only see spotty portraits of that white cake The sweet taste smudged against my face and the way you licked your lips Time loves to cause a stampede with memories Brush the hair from my eyes, I feel the hail falling as I cry Is this what "and they lived happily ever after" means
Karajean
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May 7, 2016
May 7, 2016 at 2:37 PM UTC
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