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10:39:47 She should be married by now I watched The black hand on the white basel tick on, reflecting my poker face with the Patek Phillipe logo 10:41:35 Numb. Pain. Pain or numb? It should be me, she was the one I had her, she was mine She likes tomato juice, miniatures Black Louboutins in size 4 and a half Tatler, oreo cheese Dairy Queen blizzard Mint tea, kebab and omakase 10:42:23 Dance. Pole or Burlesque? body rock hard, eyes on me It should be me, down the aisle Her lips always red, her eyes curl up when she smiles cat eye, plushies, flowers on fields Books, panels, her wit sharp as knife 10:44:45 She should be walking out of church Eyes stared at the door I had no blue in Tiffany, red in Cartier Blood on my hands, pyramid top No time for her, I made it all for her So she left me in the middle Of an Hermes store 10:45:13 I saw her, white dress smiling She didn't look at him the way she looked at me 10 years ago, today, 10:45 First time I saw her, in a red dress I opened the car door. I crumpled my Loro Piana in the rain 10:46:34 I grabbed her, her mother screamed Her best friend laughed, her dad sighed The man reached for me, I am not letting go
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Feb 5, 2018
Feb 5, 2018 at 10:10 AM UTC
How to ruin a wedding
10:39:47 She should be married by now I watched The black hand on the white basel tick on, reflecting my poker face with the Patek Phillipe logo 10:41:35 Numb. Pain. Pain or numb? It should be me, she was the one I had her, she was mine She likes tomato juice, miniatures Black Louboutins in size 4 and a half Tatler, oreo cheese Dairy Queen blizzard Mint tea, kebab and omakase 10:42:23 Dance. Pole or Burlesque? body rock hard, eyes on me It should be me, down the aisle Her lips always red, her eyes curl up when she smiles cat eye, plushies, flowers on fields Books, panels, her wit sharp as knife 10:44:45 She should be walking out of church Eyes stared at the door I had no blue in Tiffany, red in Cartier Blood on my hands, pyramid top No time for her, I made it all for her So she left me in the middle Of an Hermes store 10:45:13 I saw her, white dress smiling She didn't look at him the way she looked at me 10 years ago, today, 10:45 First time I saw her, in a red dress I opened the car door. I crumpled my Loro Piana in the rain 10:46:34 I grabbed her, her mother screamed Her best friend laughed, her dad sighed The man reached for me, I am not letting go
a very weird poem about a story of a guy and a girl
#love#romance#wedding#relationship#funny#time#cute#couple#truelove
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bwan0214
Feb 5, 2018
Feb 5, 2018 at 10:10 AM UTC
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