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First Date
I squeezed conversation out
like empty toothpaste;
agonizing over every silence.
Her smile seemed as forced as my words,
and I couldn't make myself look her in the eyes.
The steak was bleeding raw,
and I felt I was the cow
as she made the first cut.
like empty toothpaste;
agonizing over every silence.
Her smile seemed as forced as my words,
and I couldn't make myself look her in the eyes.
The steak was bleeding raw,
and I felt I was the cow
as she made the first cut.
Published 20th Aug 2014
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22nd Aug 2014 3:32am
My first dates, usually include me over talking. Nerves.
First dates suck man.
First dates suck man.
