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Jul 2013
you are a
crisp white
tee shirt
I want to
hang you
in my closet
and only
take you out
to show
my friends
how good
you look on me
in a manner
of course
in which
I don't seem
to care
maybe I'll
throw you
on the floor
when I meet
some random
girl at a bar
you never know
you never know
until you're
lying there
watching them
so before
you treat me
like an object
remember
how bright
you are
how nice
you are
to me
and any day
you could fade
and I could
give you away.
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   Blaise Tyler Beach and 1487
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