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Lip Service
It’s hard being alone
at least for me
I see folks kissing with promise
smiling with dignity
gazing
love drunk
smitten
cupids arrow is dull
for the most part
it’s not real
maybe your elders have stuck it out
your folks are worn and torn
a scar
treated with cheap topical cream
lip service
secrets
the fear of embarrassm...
Monday 15th February 2016 3:09 pm
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