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Aug 2017
i don't want to be
your rebound
or just
your idiotic playground

i don’t want to be
your 2 a.m. bootycall
or just
your cuddle past nightfall

i don’t want to be
your backup plan
or just
your unwanted tan

but i want to be
your number one
though it is easier said
than done
why do i grasp at straws when i know that there are better things out there?
K
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K  26/F
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