for sad Lisa again/to marianne faithful
fiction
edward w pritchard
how many times do I have to apologize, really
i went and did it, my fault, I admit it
that Summer night
you were feeling better
I wanted to see you in those socks, the mid thigh striped ones
and the patent leather shoes
you know how we get after that
sorry, sorry sorry
lets read our books together now
and pretend something noble
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