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Feb 2013
You’ve got to stop beating yourself up
She says, but I am not really listening
You can do what ever you want if you put your mind to it
Isn’t she aware that her long black hair looks better *******
Are you even listening to me?
No
******* it, I’m trying to help
Couldn't she see I didn't want it
Why won’t you let me help you?
Can we talk about this later?
No, you’ve got to snap out of this
She's beautiful when she worries
Okay, okay.
But really, you...
Sorry to interrupt but would you mind being quiet
She gives me that look, the one that is becoming all too familiar
Why are you pushing me away?
I’m not pushing you, I’m asking for silence
She turns away, to hide her tears I guess
All right go ahead and cry again
You’re a ******* ***** you know that
I’m aware
She turned and walked away
I waited for her to look back
But she didn’t
God she looked good
Q D Malcolm
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Q D Malcolm
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   Maxine Schmidt
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