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May 2013
I'll never forget the way you slapped me.
Gentle. Meaningful. Seductive.
We had just started going out.
I was First Seargent, yet you were in control.
I'll never forget the look you gave me
But, honestly, I wish I could.
That's the moment I knew I'd fallen in love.
Why is it that you never know what you have... until she's gone?
Whats the point of perfection when all you can do is watch it slip away?
I wish i could take it back.
I made one incredibly stupid mistake and now you're gone...
The only thing I have left of you is...
How I still feel the sting from when
You slapped me.
Gentle. Meaningful. Seductive.
Written by
David Messmer  Maryland, USA
(Maryland, USA)   
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