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by tom miller |
serious can't you tell i'm serious i asked her and she laughed laughed with her face and eyes laughed with her teeth i'm leaving i said this time it's for real laughed with her tits and fingernails laughed with her pussy and horns laughed because she knew as well as i did i wasn't going anywhere accepting being alone after awhile it gets better about the time your face sags and your teeth rot when you're sick of what you do but too fixed in your ways to do anything else when your mind goes and you tell the same story over and over again then it gets better then it gets better then it gets better
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