March 2011
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I realized the other day… you’re never going to be rich,...
– Overheard at the mall… And in my head I answered him, “You’re just not trying hard enough”
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AN ODE TO MY FORMER SUMMER TAN
When will I see you again
You left with no goodbye.
Not a single word was said.
No final kiss to seal any sins
I had idea of the state we were in
I know I have a fickle heart
And a bitterness
And a wondering eye
And a heaviness in my head.
But don’t you remember
Don’t you remember the reason you left me before.
Baby please remember me once more.
When was the last time you thought of...
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