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it’s the weekend,

smiles, drinks and friends.

I see some neckline,

nice girl, nice smile.

She’s silent,

but she’s fine.

I wonder what’s her crime.

We drink in those nights,

try to forget ,

everything and ourselves.

Drink,but take it light.

Then, she goes away,

I go with my friend.

I go back to my normal life,

sort of.

I want to cut the night,

with a knife.

I hear she’s got a boyfriend.

Too bad,

she has nice tits,

I think my dick could’ve fit.

And so drink after drink,

it comes the night.

I talk about the other girl,

for a second,

the one for I still want to fight.

Bet then, It goes, with no rush,

“it was just a crush”.



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