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Post-Romantic Bop
"The better part of valor is discretion, in the which better part I have saved my life."
Post-Romantic Bop
She avoids my eyes like there’s
Something she doesn’t want to say
I don’t know what it is
I’m not going to ask
It’s bad strategy
Either she’ll pull it up and spit it out
Or we’ll leave it like that
First it seemed incidental
Now it’s intentional ...
Wednesday 26th June 2013 11:15 pm
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