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To: Lazamataz

Met my old lover in the grocery store
The snow was falling Christmas Eve
I stole behind her in the frozen foods
And I touched her on the sleeve

She didn't recognize the face at first
But then her eyes flew open wide
She went to hug me and she spilled her purse
And we laughed until we cried.
>

...........

We went to have ourselves a drink or two
But couldn't find an open bar
We bought a six-pack at the liquor store
And we drank it in her car.

We drank a toast to innocence
We drank a toast to now
And tried to reach beyond the emptiness
But neither one knew how.

58 posted on 12/24/2015 5:21:24 PM PST by hole_n_one
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To: hole_n_one

Not sure how you touched a pistol on the sleeve, though.


60 posted on 12/24/2015 5:23:39 PM PST by Lazamataz (It has gotten to the point where any report from standard news outlets must be fact-checked.)
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