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Seven

In the door and seven stools down is where you will find me  and a glass of beer and a shot   with  seven  more  standing in line ,  I am  just seven stools from the door  so I am  easy to find .  this  is the seventh  place I tried  and the last one I will go to  cause  seven times I tried  and seven  times you said  no  .

For  seven  years I loved you  and seven years  you  played me like  a fine violin  with seven  strings .  I know  a  seven  string violin is not real but  neither was your love  my dear  so her I sit here seven stools in  the seventh bar  I  could  find ,  with  a glass of beer and a shot  and seven more in line .  I know  you will  look for me  here, not like all the times I looked for you when you called and needed me  for seven years I came  for you when you called   so  now I sit  seven stools in the seventh bar  I could find  seems that that seven is my number  so  for seven hours  and seven more I sit here and drink seven beers and seven shots hoping  I can  wash  seven  years of your telling me no   away 

In the door and  seven stools down  is where  you will find me  and a glass of beer and an shot,  and seven  more are standing in  line , I just seven stools  form the door , so  I am easy to find 

So  for seven years I will be here  and  drink seven beers and seven shots  for seven hours and seven more after that  and when the seven years is up  I will back out the door and forget  the seven years  of no  you but me through 

In the door and seven  stools down   is where  you will find me  and a glass of beer and a shot  and seven  more in line  I just seven stools form the door  so I am  easy to find.

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Nardine Sanderson

"For seven years I loved you and seven years you played me like a fine violin with seven strings . I know a seven string violin is not real but neither was your love my dear so her I sit here seven stools in the seventh bar I could find , with a glass of beer and a shot and seven more in line"
well done Wendy, my heart ached right the way through,
"I sit here and drink seven beers and seven shots hoping I can wash seven years of your telling me no - away ",
love to you sweetie, nardine xoxo

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Wendy Cheng

thank-you  nardine   that is so nice  you get what i write    

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