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Apr 2013
the sad part is
i saw a picture of three mugs
one for you
one for jack
one for kaytie
and i knew
exactly
which one
was yours.
because you always wanted to be
as suave as audrey hepburn
but even with all the home decorating
you could never achieve it.
and even though i hate you
for stomping on me
with the might of my mother
i still love you
somewhere.
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