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As I finish my last drops, your pushing me your full glass. Convinced me you want this to last. Come over. Come over. I came until you were done. How did I not notice? I was finishing your cup. At some point it was decided, I was not enough.
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May 25, 2018
May 25, 2018 at 5:23 PM UTC
Where I stand
As I finish my last drops, your pushing me your full glass. Convinced me you want this to last. Come over. Come over. I came until you were done. How did I not notice? I was finishing your cup. At some point it was decided, I was not enough.
Something short lived, mysteriously died. Completely one sided. Never got to speak my mind.
nicole-feekes
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May 25, 2018
May 25, 2018 at 5:23 PM UTC
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