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She’s crying in her bedroom
and you’re acting strange cuz
her friend just told you about

last week when she got molested
outside the appt. as we sat inside,
and talked about some old conversation,

listened to Pinkerton. The tears
I don’t understand because I’m ’ just a guy.’
I just want to lay down and wonder

about my shitty job and ignore the reason
why I’m too scared to call it anything but
‘molested,’ thinking about my new 3 piece

Ralph Lauren grey wool suit I got last year
for your dance and how I lost all the pieces
except for this vest that doesn’t match

with anything.