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Dec 2012
You asked me four times
Do you not understand the word
“No”?
You pursued this
You wanted this
But the sober you regrets it
Which made me feel like ****
You even tried to make it look
Like it was all me.
Like I pursued this.
But I did want it.
The alcohol is to blame
For that.
If I was in my right mind,
I would have rejected the offer.
Oh wait, I have
Three times.
So you’re lucky
I was drunk.
Amanda Cooper
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Amanda Cooper  America
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