the death of a beret

(bad poetry about unrequited love)

by bk on Monday, August 11, 2008
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I could have loved you more
Than boys in black skinny jeans
Or men who have yet to get their lives together
More than people met with whiskey shots and pot
More than I could have expected
And it would have been easy
Easy to love you
But he came to me unexpectedly
And I can not resist
The promise of it

So lets keep the night of hungry hands
And mischief and lechery
Beneath our pleasantries

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