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It’s a simple kind of funny How weeks spent figuring out Titles and expectations And ****** relations Drag on and on. Two people figure out what they want And if they want what they want. The frustrations and aggravations Lead to that catharsis, what this is. No more wondering and no more doubts. But In a brief moment of insanity One person can decide for both That this “isn’t working.” One can force the other out of this Mutual agreement. So how mutual is it? We love each other as long as I decide to love you. Until your flaws scratch their nails against my skin And I wonder who else could make me smile. Unless You beat me to it.
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Sep 23, 2014
Sep 23, 2014 at 1:28 AM UTC
Hard Feelings
It’s a simple kind of funny How weeks spent figuring out Titles and expectations And ****** relations Drag on and on. Two people figure out what they want And if they want what they want. The frustrations and aggravations Lead to that catharsis, what this is. No more wondering and no more doubts. But In a brief moment of insanity One person can decide for both That this “isn’t working.” One can force the other out of this Mutual agreement. So how mutual is it? We love each other as long as I decide to love you. Until your flaws scratch their nails against my skin And I wonder who else could make me smile. Unless You beat me to it.
sarah-oppenheimer
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Sep 23, 2014
Sep 23, 2014 at 1:28 AM UTC
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