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shiv · 2007-06-24 14:16:52

Was it the polka-dot top that did it Or the breasts beneath it My new skinny arms Old self-depreciating wit Am I now just another ex you want to have sex with Because you can't? I've got three whole years Of you on her, remember But I suppose that elusive piece of paper Will catch her up pretty fast Your arduous mess has a…

24-06-2007 02:16PM

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shiv

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Was it the polka-dot top that did it
Or the breasts beneath it
My new skinny arms
Old self-depreciating wit
Am I now just another ex you want to have sex with
Because you can't?

I've got three whole years
Of you on her, remember
But I suppose that elusive piece of paper
Will catch her up pretty fast

Your arduous mess has a brilliance to it
I have missed in subsequent applicants
Your hands a mass of electric shocks
I have not encountered since

You trip-switched my heart

Somewhere between eating chips
Off your plate and pouring my own wine
I saw your hand shake
At the unexpected announcement
Before you ever brought that glass
To your lips and sipped

We slipped

Discussing dangerous subjects
Like one-way plane tickets
And the best techniques to perform oral sex
Did you want to stick your hand down my pants
Because you got hot reading about it in print?

Did the year of correct ex-etiquette
Get to you as much as me?
Because that had to be the longest
Faux-platonic hug in history
Post-break-up frantic feeling up
In the middle of the street

You'll always be a word I spell wrong
No matter how many times I look it up
I would rather do that than have to ask
When you started believing in the concept of divorce
Or if you'll have kids the next time we meet

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