Mar 14, 2009 02:44
At two three four the world surely sleeps
And I like to lay awake reading notes left upon the ruins of our walls,
Counting post-it declarations of affection and inked-in threats of annihilation
running from green felt tip to that of more permanent variety.
You’re a mistake I would like to make again.
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Mr. 48 Oz box of peanut brittle.
Mr. 2-mugs of chugged egg-nog.
Mr. Broken heart
Mr. Miscalculated emotional heap of love/lust redistribution
Mr. Romantic.
You're a mistake I would like to make again
Because when you throw-up baking chocolate
The bittersweet is worth the burn:
You're a mistake I would make twice:
Mr. Nostalgia
(God
you
are
SEXY)
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