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Nov 2012
“Love is a serious mental disease"
we're all trapped thinking before our needs. Wishing life wasn't always taken by the thieves, but they're just dressed in black
because its easier to deceive.
Not that they need it,
their tongues will do fine,
but it's only because we have to listen
when they wine.
We can be friends
sure that sounds safe,
but who really wants to be loves
second date.
You're only worth it if I try,
and time doesn't
*******
I can't lie.
We're taught to open doors and be polite,
smile
tuck in our shirts
you know that right?
If she wears something tight,
she won't be the only one adjusting herself tonight.
Zachary
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