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Dec 2014
Red lipstick absolutely everywhere,
In love, enchanted, besotted with you.
******* and naked on the kitchen chair,
You made me burn upon my church's pew.
Fire extinguished as fast as it began,
Another rung along your boyfriend chain.
You were never part of my cosmic plan,
Be patient, fishing is a waiting game.
Make something of the moment you're in now.
You're never guaranteed another day.
I need to forget, to remember, how?
It doesn't even matter anyway.
    Dreams were the seeds of our reality.
    We're always missing something aren't we?
Scott Madden
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Scott Madden  United Kingdom
(United Kingdom)   
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