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Dec 2017
You asked me what I needed
I told you I was set
You sent me mango chapstick
I never would have guessed

I laughed, “why this?”
You weren’t amused
A long awkward silence
Left me confused

You complain it gets cold
And your skin gets dry
Your sandpaper lips
When we kiss, I cry

So I sent you mango chapstick!
Written by
JFK  28/M/Ohio
(28/M/Ohio)   
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