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Never Should'Ve Danced

Oh God there he is again, back room, is he waiting? Did he know I was coming or something? He's tryin too hard, too hard to be cool as he drawls how are you? I just say fine and you? Wish he'd talk without the drool. His buddy's lookin like she don't look like your girl you described. Yeah dude, you're right. Never should've danced with him that night... If I could spit out words I really meant I'd spit like tobacco juice and never regret. Throw full armed insults and slams I'd never take back. I'd say it right. I'd say it like: I hate your squinty eyes, your tall skinny body and your sweaty hands. Should've never went out with the girls that night. He asks me do I ever hang with his groupie? Well duh dude, I said you tell me. I'm trying so hard not to rip you apart barehanded, Lord knows I can. I decide to let you be, leave you intact if you don't bother me or even react. This time when I leave your eyes better not follow me...

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Book: Shattered Sighs