Took hours to tame your tickle-brain.to be more prepared for eminent domain.nail polished in broken soul.perfumed in desirable.personalized by the firebomb in your eyes . you sit across from him.he listens to you;you are his hymn.excited by the prospect of meeting someone new. going through the annual security review.judged and critiqued later,this meeting has turned into job interview.giving into one night stands like giving into drunken late night ice cream binges.you are gambling,becomes your addiction. one measly cent can flip into an actual eviction.His words are starting to taste good,like fruit from the watermelon vine.thats only because your trapped in the legs of numbing wine.that will only keep you grounded in the unemployment line.this is dating.behold your conversation with the stars and the creator of once upon a time.its the memorizing rhythm while your shopping through the clearance rack finding Prada is unrealistic.BUT you continue searching.Searching and searching, to find something worth purchasing.And he shows up on your screen, like a Carls Jr commercial. trying to hard to be sexy.his shirt feels like broken glass. thats Polly and Ester your not dressed in Armani. Oh honey,where is your originality that shapes your personality.this is dating.The land of the disjointed.I was ready and waiting.Hes a starbucks brownie.it looks good but once tasted ending with disappointed.
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