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Saturday, June 25, 2011

That New-Skirt Smell

Did you know when it began? That it would escalate? There's never a way of knowing but that yearning curiosity killed the cat and now i'm purring out of hope that i'll come back. That soft touch and gentle nudge. I gave you plenty of chances to leave that you never took, just reach out your hand and stay...or go. But this purgatory of budding romance leaves me breathless waiting in the torture. You had her. The whole time. But you came sidling up to me to try and tame the bull between the horns. Well. Are you happy now? You've tamed her. But now you've left me. Bloody and torn alone and waiting as you jump back into her. You made me fall but couldn't catch. The embarrassment was worst. As i fell i knew and still i jumped hoping for a safety net. I guess i was wrong but you never know. It's a good thing this bull is stronger then the rest. Because i'll be fine. but then again. it IS the honest you need to worry most about.

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