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May 2014
I stood in line
for 23 years
waiting for love
once it was my turn
my palms began to burn.


rolling his eyes, as If I were late
cupid told me I had to wait,
that I would have my chance.
Then he hurried off
doing the ***** dance.

Like love, cupid has sh**ted on me!
Written by
ZL  F/Earth
(F/Earth)   
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     Jayanta and ---
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