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May 2017
she wore that dress
to the dance
that black tight one

that's the one I
swept her off her
feet in

she swayed in front
of my shadow
with another

the music so loud
they didn't hear me
yell *******

at the top of my lungs
the lounges
still full

emptied when
I busted a 45
in the roof

she smiled
and kept dancing
alone on the floor

the stupidest woman
and the bravest
I ever saw

so I went out
bowed grabbed her hand
then swat  busted in

the tempest of passion
had drowned me again
'tween her dimples
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