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Maëlys' poem
Maëlys 13/05/13
I was standing in this bar called «Phillies»
Wearing my red dress with lip-stick on my lips
My husband was talking to me,
but I didn't care about what he was saying
I was just standing in this bar drinking, thinking and smoking.
There was a lonely man,
standing in front of me
Thought he was looking at me
I thought he was comely
Then I started to blush in my red dress
I also started to stress.
Drums started beating in me
I think I was falling in love.
Nighthawks, Edward Hopper ( 1942)
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