Bathroom Floor

March 15, 2011
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I sit here on the bathroom floor/
With a strip of plastic between my legs/
while staring at the tall wooden door/
thinking about the parties with the kegs/
did I really get to know him that well?/
sure I knew his last name and where he lived/
but I didn't know food enough to tell/
but I was genuenly excited/
someone finally liked the plain old me/
and I fell deeply into love with him/
he was so tall so thin so lively/
thats why I made my mistake in the din/
when should i ahve done such a thing; never/
but I will love this baby forever/





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