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I don’t want to go to Marc’s party
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2013
I sat in the spot where you broke my heart eating dried mango slices thinking of him
Back corner of Williams in the rain
Sky as grey as your eyes when I told you I hated you
Music as happy as I will be three whiskeys into the evening
Coffee pub as vacant as my feelings for you both
My stomach as hungry as my desires for love
Brain as full as my white hot chocolate with extra whipped cream
Sitting in the spot where you broke my heart
Worried one day I’ll break his
