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I’m a sucker
for doe eyes,
especially
when
they’re cried
red and dripping
mascara

she’d lost her
true love
and just knew
there’d never
be another

not like him

no way, no how
not ever

but I knew better
and she did, too

because any old
excuse will do
when a girl wants
a little drama

and a man
to buy her a drink

and after a shot
or two
(or three or four)
the tears
and the swearing
will cease
and she’ll want
to dance
and drink
and flirt some more

and then drape
herself over
a new man
and head out
the door
singing,
leading him
by the cock

because this
is true love
for sure

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