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May 2015
she woke up way too early
the whole world still is sleeping
deep in the whirlwind
a boy and a girl win
a chance at inevitable weeping

she played the piano
and he smoked a cigarette
it burned at the tip
he yearned for her lips
he's never been a man of regret

he always did what he wanted
she always did what she's told
they met in a daydream
they bet on the home team
like a tornado their story unfolds

he said,"where are you from?"
she said,"the same place as you."
they laugh and they play fight
'til "sleep tight", said this May night
she hadn't the slightest clue

alcohol is quite an aphrodisiac
she fell in love with all that she heard
now cold and despondent
this morning the calmest
and last night was nothing but words
I don't usually do long stories like this so be gentle
collin
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collin  30/M/coming home.
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