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Mar 2018

So we're talking again,
yeah I guess its fine.

I'm supposed to be ignoring you, y'know.
Putting you out of my mind.

It's funny when you share a joke,
from that show you're making me watch.

The one about the guy?
Yeah the guy with the scotch?

I don't really remember
the highlights of the plot

I just remember you
telling me which one you thought was hot.

And comparing myself to her,
saying British tv ***** man

You getting offended
and telling me, all deadpan

yeah it's better than that American ****,
what is it, Anchorman?


and then I had to laugh,
but you would never tell

because all this banter
happened like we were under a spell

like we were actually friends for once
not just some people from school

And I know this time
I'll still end up the fool.
I'm very sorry for the flood of sad puppy love poems, I swear I write diversely you've just caught me in the middle of some issues
Written by
Dev  19/F/Australia
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     Cné, Micrography-Mike D, --- and Nyx
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