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| I wrote this on the roof of the jeep as well. Just thinking like I usually do. |
| I felt him more than saw him Saw him more than heard him Listened to his every word Though they made no sense to me I watched his lips move His gesturing hands Then realized through my lustful haze He was mad at me "You distracted me! Almost got me killed! I told you to stay back. Don't go out with me next time!" I smiled at this Realizing again through his angry posing He was mad for me |
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