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paper or pastic? I cut out paper people chains of coupons when you wanted to hold my hand and glued my devotion to the wall dedicated to you when I forgot my list and all Here I thought you were sensitive and dry windows needed washing so I sliced and diced the onions till I filled my lies with life I saw you practice kissing me Like a cherry in your hand but I could see five reasons how it wasn't to be you're far too ripe tolerating a kind tested by a press but too soft to eat I thought I loved you best but you're bruised like the rest by eternalslacker |