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Tuesday, April 16, 2013

Nah.

No joke sounds like yours, wipe up my tears and put a laugh between my howl.
No joke works like yours, get my mind back and show me you are always there.
No joke felt like yours, just no.

We both do stupid things, and then laugh to ourselves, together.
We both listen to the stories, and then curse ourselves together.
We play who-is-the-saddest-one game, 'til no one listening.
We both look to each other without saying a thing, we just do.

We do did.

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