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This morning, you wake, a sunray hits your face

Smeared makeup as we lay in the wake of destruction

Hush baby, speak softly, tell me I’ll be sorry

That you pushed me into the coffee table last night

So I can push you off me

Try and touch me so I can scream at you not to touch me

Run out the room and I’ll follow you like a lost puppy

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Uploaded on April 20, 2011
Taken on April 17, 2011